Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd

Gather round me
A story I will
About pretty boy Floyd, the
knew him well

Twas in the of Shawnee
On a Saturday
With his beside him in a wagon
It was town they rode

Well, a deputy sheriff him
In a manner rather
Using vulgar of language
And his wife she

Well, boy grabbed a log chain
The deputy his gun
And in the fight followed
He laid that deputy

He took to the and timber
He a life of shame
crime in Oklahoma
They on to his name

He took to the bottoms long
The north Canadian
And a starving farmer
He opened up his

They tell a stranger
The old story goes
How pretty boy paid mortgage
And he saved their little

Yeah, tell about a stranger
Who to beg a meal
And underneath his
He a thousand dollar bill

Into city
It was on a day
Come a whole wagon full of groceries
And a on which did say

You say Im an outlaw
You say Im a thief
Well, heres a dinner
For your families on

Through world Ive rambled
Ive seen funny men
Some will rob you with a
And with a fountain pen

But as through your you travel, boy
As your lives you roam
You never see no outlaw
Drive a from their home