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Cause I'm the High Plains Drifter, 
And I'm a drifter 
The Hight Plains Drifter, 
And I'm a drifter 
They can't catch me never gonna find me 
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 and pulled the bullet out of my chest 
Fear and loathing across the country listening to my 8 track 
I Reached behind the seat and grabbed a Kool from the pack 
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 a high plains drifter the best that you can get 
A strapped shoplifter a pirate on cassette 
Bust a Travis Bickle when I feel that I'm getting pushed 
Don't step to me or you're gonna get mushed 
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 
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' 
Time to get busy at 7-Eleven 
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 the bag of ice 
Cause I'm mellow like Jell-O cool like lemonade 
I made my getaway and 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 but 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 
Cop knocked on my window and 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 
Every dog will have its day and mine will be in front of a jury 
I'm the High Plains Drifter and I'm never in a hurry 
Read me my rights as if I didn't know this 
Threw me in the tank with the drunk called Otis 
With his five o' clock shadow he smelled of 3-day old beer 
My man turned to me and said why are you here? 
I said I'm charming and dashing I'm rental car bashing 
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 
Harry Houdini'd out the cuffs I kicked the screw in the knee 
Took the bailiff's wallet and went straight to O.T.B. 
I had a good feeling easy come easy go 
I bet on one horse to win and another to show 
And sure enough that knak came in 
Brought my ticket to the window and collected my win 
Broke into my new car with a wire coat hanger 
Hot wired hot wheeled and Suzy is a headbanger