Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

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

I made a joke about Lucky Strikes that I should've used
Their patience was to the shortness of their fuse
Bonnie's pretty little finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back the Cigarettes and the Dallas Sun
I told 'em made the papers front page and column one
Ah, we don't no smart-assed kid actin' as our guide
Now just run like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

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

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

Clyde would've shot me then and if he wasn't so sluggin' drunk
'Bout the he raised his shootin' iron he passed out on his trunk
Me and Bonnie our break, in Clyde's Caddilac De Ville
Bonnie was already on my lap as we flew Louisville
We got married in Niagra Falls, I got a job as a man
Within a week the came, showed Clyde on an old divan
Shot of holes, the both 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 away with a scheme as big as
We were buying and tossin' scraps to all the dogs and cats
We rented us a barrel that night at the Still
And decided to spend our floatin' down Niagra Hill
We made the maddest wettest bumpiest fallin' down that waterfall
Like a crazy pair of doves who had never seen rain fall
The Police lights were blinkin' at our motel room,
But We never went back to hear the tale of Miss and Mr. Clyde