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 around the corner, and lean and brown
up to the curb beside me and rolls their window down
A man throws me a dollar and I asked him what's for
A pack of Luckies and a Paper over at the store
I peer into the window there's a man and a inside
Holy Jumpin' of Lightnin' it's Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

I made a joke about Lucky Strikes that I never 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 foot Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back the Cigarettes and the Mornin' Sun
I told 'em they made the papers front page and one
Ah, we don't need no smart-assed kid actin' as our
Now run along like you never seen, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

Excuse me sir I says to him, but I you was a business guy
I might have a proposition that just might catch your eye
The biggest of Fort Knox Gold they're a'haulin back tonight
And loadin' it up in an Armored Car at the crack of the mornin'
Bonnie grabbed me by the loop and pulled me in the car
And Clyde a saw'd-off to my head 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' Miss and Mr. Clyde

Within a I'd been transformed from a beggar to a wanted man
The I'd had of a glamorous 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
once imagined he was Robin Hood but now his greed was startin' to show
Instead of spreading the wealth around he was in the Dough
And he started slappin' Bonnie around something went off in me inside, I said,
If you keep Bonnie around, I'm gonna have your hide! Clyde!

Clyde would've shot me then and there if he wasn't so drunk
'Bout the time he raised his shootin' iron he out on his trunk
Me and Bonnie made our break, in Clyde's 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 the headlines came, showed Clyde on an old divan
full of holes, the both of them, which the paper then Identified
As the who led him to his grave, Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde

We just couldn't believe we got with a scheme as big as that
We were buying drinks and 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 waterfall
Like a crazy pair of desert doves who had never rain fall
The Police lights were blinkin' at our room, outside
But We never back to hear the tale of Miss Bonnie and Mr. Clyde