Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd / Stoney Point

If you 'round me, people
This story I will
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the
knew him well

It was in the town of
On a Saturday
His wife him in a wagon
And town they rode

Well the sheriff approached him
In a rather rude
Using vulgar words of
And his wife she

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

Well they to the hills and timber
To live the life of
And every crime in
Was added to his

And he took to the hills and
On the Canadian shore
And Pretty Boy found a
At every farmer's

Well many a starving farmer
The same old story
How the paid the mortgage
And their little homes

Others tell you of a
That to beg a meal
And underneath the
He left a dollar bill

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

Well, you say that I'm an
You say that I'm a
here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on

Well, as through this world I've
I've seen of funny men
Some will rob you their six-gun
And with a fountain pen

But through this world you ramble
And through this world you roam
You never see no outlaw
Drive a from their home