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Kinky Friedman - Pretty Boy Floyd Lyrics

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  • (woody guthrie)
  • Gather round me children, a story I will tell
  • About pretty boy floyd, the outlaw, oklahoma knew him well.
  • twas in the town of shawnee on a saturday afternoon
  • With his wife beside him in a wagon it was into town they rode.
  • Well, a deputy sheriff called him in a manner rather rude
  • Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard.
  • Well, pretty boy grabbed a log chain, the deputy grabbed his gun
  • And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down.
  • He took to the woods and timbers, he lived a life of shame,
  • Every crime in oklahoma they laid on to his name.
  • He took to the river boaters long the north canadian river shore
  • And many a starving farmer he opened up his door.
  • They tell about a stranger, the same story goes
  • How pretty boy paid their mortgage and he saved their little home.
  • Others tell about a stranger who came to beg a meal
  • And underneath his napkin, he left a thousand dollar bill.
  • Into oklahoma city, it was on a christmas day
  • Come a whole wagonload full of groceries and a note on which did say:
  • you say that Im an outlaw, you say that Im a thief,
  • Well, heres a christmas dinner for your families on relief.
  • Through this world Ive rambled, Ive seen many funny men,
  • Some will rob you with a six-gun and some with a fountain pen.
  • But as through your lives you travel, boys, as through your lives you roam
  • You wont never see no outlaw drive a family from their home.

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