Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Boy Floyd / Stoney Point

If you gather me, people
story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the
Oklahoma knew him

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

Well the deputy approached him
In a rather rude
vulgar words of language
And his she overheard

Boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy his gun
And in the fight followed
He laid deputy down

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

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

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

Others tell you of a
comes to beg a meal
And underneath the
He a thousand dollar bill

Was in City
Was on a Day
There come a whole car of groceries
And a that did say

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

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

But through this world you ramble
And it's this world you roam
You never see no outlaw
a family from their home