Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd

If you'll gather me, children
A I will tell
'Bout pretty boy Floyd, an
Oklahoma him well

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

a deputy sheriff approached him
In a rather rude
Vulgar words of
An' his wife she

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

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

But a many a starving
The same old told
How the paid their mortgage
And their little homes

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

It was in Oklahoma
It was on a day
There was a whole car of groceries
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 I've wandered
I've seen of funny men
will rob you with a six-gun
And some with a pen

And as through your you travel
Yes, as through your life you
You never see an outlaw
Drive a family from home