Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd / Stoney Point

If you 'round me, people
This I will tell
Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw
Oklahoma him well

It was in the town of
On a afternoon
His wife him in a wagon
And into town rode

Well the sheriff approached him
In a manner rude
Using vulgar words of
And his she overheard

Pretty Boy grabbed a log
And the deputy his gun
And in the fight followed
He that deputy down

Well they took to the hills and
To live the of shame
And crime in Oklahoma
Was to his name

And he took to the hills and
On the river shore
And Boy found a welcome
At farmer's door

Well there's many a farmer
The same old told
How the outlaw paid the
And saved little homes

tell you of a stranger
That comes to beg a
And underneath the
He a thousand dollar bill

Was in Oklahoma
Was on a Day
There come a whole car of groceries
And a letter did say

Well, you say I'm an outlaw
You say I'm a thief
While a Christmas dinner
For the families on

Well, as this world I've rambled
seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with their
And some a fountain pen

But it's this world you ramble
And it's this world you roam
You won't see no outlaw
Drive a family from home