Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

I was mindin' my own business down on Deep Street
The sun was comin' up and the was singin' sweet
When a car come the corner, long and lean and brown
up to the curb beside me and rolls their window down
A man me a dollar and I asked him what's that for
A pack of Luckies and a Paper at the corner store
I peer into the window there's a man and a woman
Holy Jumpin' Bolts of Lightnin' it's Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

I made a joke about Lucky that I never should've used
Their patience was proportional to the shortness of their
Bonnie's pretty trigger finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot long Bowie
I 'em back the Cigarettes and the Dallas Mornin' Sun
I 'em they made the papers front page and column one
Ah, we need no smart-assed kid actin' as our guide
Now just run like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Excuse me sir I to him, but I thought you was a business guy
I might have a little proposition that just catch your eye
The biggest haul of Fort Knox Gold they're back tonight
And loadin' it up in an Car at the crack of the mornin' light
Bonnie grabbed me by the loop and pulled me in the car
And Clyde held a saw'd-off to my and lit me a big cigar
If you're on the level we might just be partners on the side
But don't even think about double crossin' Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Within a week I'd been transformed a beggar to a wanted man
The dreams I'd had of a life were now, oh so close at hand
Bonnie kept makin' eyes at me, it was to look away
She looked like an innocent girl who had somehow gone astray
Clyde once imagined he was Robin Hood but now his greed was startin' to
of spreading the wealth around he was Wallerin' in the Dough
And when he started slappin' around something went off in me inside, I said,
If you keep slappin' Bonnie around, I'm gonna have hide! Clyde!

Clyde would've me then and there if he wasn't so sluggin' drunk
'Bout the time he raised his shootin' he passed out on his trunk
Me and Bonnie made our break, in Caddilac De Ville
was already on my lap as we flew thru Louisville
We got in Niagra Falls, I got a job as a paper man
Within a week the headlines came, showed on an old divan
Shot full of holes, the of them, which the paper then Identified
As the love who led him to his grave, Miss Bonnie and Mr.

We just couldn't believe we got with a scheme as big as that
We were buying drinks and tossin' scraps to all the and cats
We rented us a that night at the Whiskey Still
And decided to spend our floatin' down Niagra Hill
We made the wettest bumpiest love fallin' down that waterfall
Like a crazy pair of desert doves who had never seen rain
The Police were blinkin' at our motel room, outside
But We never went back to hear the tale of Miss Bonnie and Mr.