Luyện nghe bài hát High Plains Drifter

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

over to the river, to take a rest
Pulled out a pair of pulled a bullet out of my chest
Fear and loathing the country listenin' to my 8-track
I reached the seat and snatched a Kool from the pack
I'm long-distance from my girl and I'm on my cellular
She said that she was sorry and I said yeah the you were
Check the rear view check the gold 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 a pirate on cassette
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm pushed
step to me 'cause you could be gettin' mushed

I'm doing a hundred and plowin' over mailboxes
detector to tell me where the cops is
Spend night at the Motel 6
It's five extra to get the porno flicks
And I concoct a black and tan in my brandy snifter
I'ma kleptomaniac K-mart
flow gettin' low so I had to pull a job
I Found a nice place to visit but a place to rob
I left the car outside and the engine still
Takin' care of business at
I went to make my withdrawal
I saw what he had had but I had to it all
Knucklehead deli to gyp me off the price
So I him on the turban with a bag of ice
'Cause I mellow like Jell-O cool lemonade
I my get a way and then I thought that I had it made
I feel like Steve McQueen, a movie star
Looked in the rear view mirror the police car
Ballantine quarts with the on the cap
I couldn't help to I was caught in a speed trap
Mary Crazy Larry on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did
I'm seeing and red flashing 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 on your bumper and a bald front tire
"Outta the car longhair!" Your is cooked
me my rights fingerprinted and booked

Making like a DT, a grand fury
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 know that I'm never in a

Read me my as if I didn't know this
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 I'm charming I'm dashing I'm rental-car bashing
I'm phony-paper passing at Nick's Check and
I went the judge he sent my to the Brooklyn house of D.
He said, "You behave or we'll away the key"
out the cuffs, kicked the screw in the knee
I took the Bailiff's and went straight to OTB
I had a good feeling easy come go
I bet on one horse to win and and so
And enough, that nag came in
my ticket to the window and collected my win
And I into my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot wired hot and, "Suzy is a headbanger"