Il testo della High plains drifter

The high plains drifter, and i'm the drifter
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)
The high plains drifter, and i'm the drifter
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)
They can't catch me they're never gonna find me
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)
They're never gonna know that i'm the high plains drifter

Pulled over to the river to take a rest
Pulled out a pair of pliers, pulled the bullet out of my chest
Fear and loathing across the country listening to my 8 track
I reached behind the seat and snatched a kool from the pack

A long distance from my girl, and i'm talking on the cellular
She said that she was sorry and i said "yeah, the hell you were"
Check my rear view mirror, check the gold tooth display
Check out the odometer and i was on my way

'cause i'm the high plains drifter, the best that you can get
A strapped shoplifter, a pirate on cassette
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)
Bust a travis bickle when i feel that i'm getting pushed
Don't step to me or you're gonna get mushed
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)

I'm doing 120 plowing over mail boxes
Radar detector to tell me where the cops is
Spend another night at the motel 6
It's five dollars extra get the porno flicks

And then i concoct a black and tan in my brandy snifter
I'm a kleptomaniac, k-mart shoplifter
Cash flow getting low so i had to pull a job
I found a nice place to visit but a better place to rob

I left my car outside, and the engine still revvin'
Taking care of business at 7-eleven
And then i went inside to make my withdrawal
I saw what he had had, but i had to take it all

Knucklehead deli tried to gyp me on the price
So i clocked him off the turban with a bag of ice
Cause i'm mell-el-o like jell-el-o, cool like lemonade
I made my getaway and then i thought that i had it made

I feel like steve mcqueen, a former movie star
Look in my rearview mirror seen a police car

Ballantine quarts with the puzzle on the cap
I couldn't help to notice i was caught in a speed trap
Dirty mary, crazy larry, on the run from dirty harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun i did carry

I'm seeing blue and red flashing deep in the night
I got my alibi straight and i pulled over to the right
The cop knocked on my window, said "boy, where's the fire?
You've got a mailbox on your bumper and a bald front tire"

"outta the car longhair, your goose is cooked"
Read me my rights, fingerprinted, and booked

Makin' like a d.t. driving a gran fury
Wherever i hang my hat's my home and my past is kind of blurry
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)
Every dog will have its day, mine will be in front of a jury
I'm the high plains drifter you know that i'm never in a hurry
('cause i'm a high plains drifter, drifter)

Read me my rights, as if i didn't know this
Threw me in the tank with a drunk called otis
With his five o' clock shadow, he smelled of three day old beer
My man turned to me and said "why are you here"?

I said i'm charming, i'm dashing, i'm rental car bashing
I'm phony paper passing at nix check cashing

I went before the judge he sent me to the brooklyn house of d
He said "you behave son or we'll throw away the key"
Houdini'd out the cuffs, i kicked the screw in the knee
I took the bailiff's wallet and went straight to otb

I had a good feeling, easy come, easy go
I bet on one horse to win and another to show
And sure enough that nag came in
Brought my ticket to the window and collected my win

And then i broke into my new car with a wire coat hanger
Hot wired, hot wheeled, and suzy is a headbanger