Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd

If you'll gather 'round me,
A I will tell
pretty boy Floyd, an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him

It was in the town of
A Saturday
His wife him in his wagon
As into town rode

There a deputy approached him
In a manner rude
Vulgar words of
An' his wife she

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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