Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Boy

Me, I'm a poor boy
From across the far south
And I've traveled days
To reach this place to make my
Oh, and I fell in with a band
And drank away the

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

The city and the country boys
They come from miles
To their King and country
Save the poor folks the hand
Of the thieving and abbots
And the of the land

Rollin' on, been 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 your
All the dancing girls and the open
And the wine that flows water

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