Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd

If gather 'round me, children
A I will tell
pretty boy Floyd, an outlaw
Oklahoma him well

It was in the of Shawnee
A afternoon
His beside him in his wagon
As into town they

There a sheriff approached him
In a rather rude
Vulgar of anger
An' his she overheard

Pretty boy grabbed a log
And the deputy his gun
In the fight followed
He that deputy down

Then he took to the trees and
To a life of shame
Every crime in
Was to his name

But a many a starving
The same old story
How the outlaw their mortgage
And their little homes

Others you 'bout a stranger
come to beg a meal
Underneath his
Left a thousand dollar

It was in city
It was on a day
There was a whole car of groceries
Come with a to say

Well, you say that I'm an
You say that I'm a
a Christmas dinner
For the on relief"

Yes, as through this I've wandered
seen lots of funny men
Some rob you with a six-gun
And with a fountain pen

And as through life you travel
Yes, as through your life you
You won't never see an
Drive a family from home