Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

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

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

'Cause I'm the high drifter the best that you can get
A shoplifter a pirate on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel I'm getting pushed
Don't step to me 'cause you be gettin' mushed

I'm a hundred and twenty plowin' over mailboxes
Radar detector to me where the cops is
another night at the Motel 6
It's five dollars extra to get the flicks
And then I concoct a black and tan in my snifter
I'ma K-mart shoplifter
Cash flow gettin' low so I had to a job
I Found a nice to visit but a better 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 he had had but I had to take it all
Knucklehead deli tried to gyp me off the
So I clocked him on the turban a bag of ice
'Cause I like Jell-O cool like lemonade
I my get a way and then I thought that I had it made
I like Steve McQueen, a Former movie star
Looked in the view mirror seen the police car
quarts with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to notice I was in a speed trap
Dirty Mary Crazy on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm seeing blue and red flashing deep in the
I got my straight and I pulled over to the right
The cop on my window and said Boy, where's the fire?
You got a mailbox on your and a bald front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" Your goose is
Read me my fingerprinted and booked

Making like a DT, driving a grand
Wherever I hang my hat's my home and my is kind of blurry
dog has his day mine will be in front of a jury
High plains drifter you know that I'm in a hurry

Read me my rights as if I didn't know
Threw me in the tank a drunk called Otis
With his 5 o'clock he smelled of 3 day old beer
My man to me and said, "Why are you here?"
I said I'm charming I'm dashing I'm bashing
I'm phony-paper passing at Nick's and Cashing
I went the judge he sent my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or throw away the key"
out the cuffs, kicked the screw in the knee
I took the Bailiff's wallet and straight to OTB
I had a good feeling come easy go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And enough, that nag came in
Brought my ticket to the window and my win
And I broke into my new car with a coat hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"