Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

'Cause I'm the high drifter, and I'm the drifter
The high plains drifter, and I'm the
They can't catch me they're gonna find me
never gonna know that I'm the high plains drifter

Pulled to the river, to take a rest
Pulled out a pair of pliers pulled a bullet out of my
Fear and loathing 'cross the country to my 8-track
I reached behind the and snatched a Kool from the pack
I'm from my girl and I'm talking on my cellular
She said she was sorry and I said yeah the hell you were
Check the rear view mirror check the tooth display
Check out the and I was on my way

'Cause I'm the high plains the best that you can get
A strapped shoplifter a on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm getting
step to me 'cause you could be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a hundred and twenty plowin' mailboxes
Radar detector to me where the cops is
Spend night at the Motel 6
It's five dollars extra to get the porno
And then I a black and tan in my brandy snifter
I'ma K-mart shoplifter
Cash gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to visit but a place to rob
I the car outside and the engine still revving
Takin' care of at 7-eleven
I went inside to my withdrawal
I saw what he had had but I had to it all
Knucklehead tried to gyp me off the price
So I him on the turban with a bag of ice
I mellow like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I made my get a way and then I thought that I had it
I feel like Steve McQueen, a Former star
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to I was caught in a speed trap
Dirty Mary Larry on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm seeing blue and red deep in the night
I got my alibi straight and I over to the right
The cop knocked on my window and said Boy, the fire?
You got a mailbox on your bumper and a front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" Your goose is
me my rights fingerprinted and booked

Making a DT, driving a grand fury
Wherever I hang my hat's my home and my past is of blurry
dog has his day mine will be in front of a jury
High plains drifter you know that I'm never in a

Read me my as if I didn't know this
me in the tank with a drunk called Otis
With his 5 o'clock shadow he of 3 day old beer
My man to me and said, "Why are you here?"
I said I'm I'm dashing I'm rental-car bashing
I'm phony-paper at Nick's Check and Cashing
I went before the judge he my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or we'll throw the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, kicked the in the knee
I the Bailiff's wallet and went straight to OTB
I had a good easy come easy go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And sure enough, nag came in
Brought my ticket to the window and my win
And I broke into my new car with a wire coat
Hot hot wheeled and, "Suzy is a headbanger"