Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd

If you'll 'round me, children
A I will tell
'Bout boy Floyd, an outlaw
knew him well

It was in the of Shawnee
A Saturday
His beside him in his wagon
As into they rode

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

boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy his gun
In the that followed
He laid that down

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

But a many a farmer
The same old story
How the outlaw paid mortgage
And saved little homes

Others tell you 'bout a
That to beg a meal
Underneath his
Left a dollar bill

It was in city
It was on a day
There was a whole car load of
with a note to say

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

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

And as through life you travel
Yes, as your life you roam
You won't see an outlaw
a family from their home