Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Boy

Me, I'm just a boy
From across the far south
And traveled many days
To this place to make my stand
Oh, and I fell in a merry band
And drank away the

Rollin' on, I've rollin' on
And my head is high from the won
Laid down my for the Greenwood

The city boys and the country
come from miles around
To defy their King and
the poor folks from the hand
Of the dukes and abbots
And the of the land

Rollin' on, I've rollin' on
And my is high from the battle won
Laid down my for the Greenwood

maid Marion
Don't you do me no
on the right side
The Greenwood is home
All the dancing girls and the open
And the wine that like water

Rollin' on, I've rollin' on
And my head is from the battle won
Laid down my for the Greenwood
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
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