Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

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

Pulled to the river, to take a rest
Pulled out a pair of pliers pulled a out of my chest
and loathing 'cross the country listenin' to my 8-track
I reached the seat 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 yeah the hell you
Check the rear view mirror check the gold display
Check out the and I was on my way

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

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

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

Read me my rights as if I didn't know
Threw me in the tank with a called Otis
With his 5 o'clock shadow he smelled of 3 day old
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 sent my to the Brooklyn of D.
He said, "You behave or throw away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, kicked the screw in the
I took the wallet and went straight to OTB
I had a good feeling come easy go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And sure enough, that nag in
Brought my to the window and collected my win
And I into my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot hot wheeled and, "Suzy is a headbanger"