Guthrie Woody - Pretty Boy Floyd [text na Supermusic]

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If you'll gather 'round me children
A story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well.

It was in the town of Shawnee
On a Sunday afternoon
His wife beside him in their wagon
As into town they rode.

There a deputy sheriff approached them
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
And his wife she overheard.

Well Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain
And the deputy grabbed his gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down.

Well he took to the trees and timber
To live a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name.

Yes he took to the trees and timber
By that Canadian river shore
But Pretty Boy found a welcome
At many a farmer's door.

Yes there's many a starving farmer
The same old story's told
How that outlaw paid his mortgage
And saved their little home.

Others tell you of a stranger
That came to beg a meal
And underneath his napkin
Left a thousand dollar bill.

It was in Oklahoma city
It was on a Christmas Day
There came a whole carload of groceries
With a letter that did say.

"Well, they say that I'm an outlaw
They say that I'm a thief
Well here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief".

Now as through this life I've rambled
I've seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
And some with a fountain pen.

But as through this world you ramble
And as through this world you roam
You won't never find an outlaw
That'd drive a family from their home.

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