Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Boy

Me, I'm a poor boy
From across the far south
And I've traveled many
To reach this place to make my
Oh, and I in with a merry band
And drank the hours

Rollin' on, I've rollin' on
And my head is from the battle won
Laid down my for the Greenwood

The city and the country boys
They come from around
To their King and country
the poor folks from the hand
Of the thieving and abbots
And the of the land

Rollin' on, I've rollin' on
And my is high from the battle won
Laid down my life for the

maid Marion
Don't you do me no
on the right side
The Greenwood is your
All the dancing and the open fires
And the wine that like water

Rollin' on, I've been on
And my is high from the battle won
Laid down my life for the
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
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