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Pete Seeger - Pretty Boy Floyd lyrics
by Woodie Guthrie Now gather round me, fellows A story I will tell Of Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw Oklahoma knew him well 'Twas in the town of Shawnee On a Saturday afternoon His wife beside him in the wagon As into town they rode. A deputy sheriff approached him In a manner rather rude Using vulgar words of anger And his wife she overheard Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain, And the deputy grabbed a gun, And in the fight that followed He laid that deputy down. Then he took to the trees and timber To live a life of shame Every crime in Oklahoma Was added to his name. There's many a starvin' farmer, The same old story told, How this outlaw paid their mortgage And saved their little home. Now as through this world I ramble, I see lots of funny men. Some will rob you with a six-gun, Some with a fountain pen. But, as through this life you travel, And as through your life you roam, You won't never see an outlaw Drive a family from their home |
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