Pretty Boy Floyd lyrics
Song information
Artist: Kinky Friedman
Album: From One Good American To Another
Lyrics
(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 i'm an outlaw, you say that i'm a thief
Well, here's a christmas dinner for your families on relief."
Through this world i've rambled, i've 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 won't never see no outlaw drive a family from their home
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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