Luyện nghe bài hát Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

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

I made a joke about Strikes that I never should've used
patience was proportional to the shortness of their fuse
Bonnie's pretty trigger finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a long Bowie Knife
I brung 'em the Cigarettes and the Dallas Mornin' Sun
I told 'em they made the papers page and column one
Ah, we don't need no smart-assed kid actin' as our
Now just run along like you 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 might your eye
The biggest haul of Fort Knox Gold they're a'haulin back
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 then 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 from a beggar to a man
The I'd had of a glamorous life were now, oh so close at hand
Bonnie makin' eyes at me, it was hard to look away
She looked like an innocent country girl who had gone astray
once imagined he was Robin Hood but now his greed was startin' to show
Instead of spreading the wealth he was Wallerin' in the Dough
And when he slappin' Bonnie around 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 there if he so sluggin' drunk
the time he raised his shootin' iron he passed out on his trunk
Me and Bonnie made our break, in Clyde's Caddilac De
Bonnie was already on my lap as we thru Louisville
We got in Niagra Falls, I got a job as a paper man
Within a week the came, showed Clyde on an old divan
Shot full of holes, the both of them, which the paper then
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 drinks and tossin' scraps to all the dogs and cats
We us a barrel that night at the Whiskey Still
And decided to our Honeymoon floatin' down Niagra Hill
We made the maddest wettest bumpiest love fallin' down that
Like a crazy pair of desert doves who had never seen rain
The Police lights were at our motel room, outside
But We never back to hear the tale of Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde