Pretty Boy Floyd by Bill Staines Lyrics
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Well come and gather 'round me, people
And a story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Pretty Boy Floyd”
- Produced: Red House Records
- Written: Woody Guthrie
- Release Date: 1989
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Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Pretty Boy Floyd” Released in 1989
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Well come and gather 'round me, people
And a story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
He was in the town of Shawnee
On a Saturday afternoon
With his wife beside him in the wagon
As into town they rode
A deputy sheriff approached him
And in a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
That mrs. Floyd she overheard
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy grabbed his gun;
And in the fight that followed
Well he laid that deputy down
He took to the trees and timber
And he live a life of shame;
And every crime in Oklahoma
It was added to his name
He took to the trees and timber
On the old Canadian shore;
And he found many a welcome
At some old farmer's door
They'll tell you of a stranger
Upon a Christmas Day
With a whole car load of groceries
And with a letter that did say:
"some say I am an outlaw
Some say I am a thief
But here is a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief."
Now as through this world you ramble
You'll meet many kinds of men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun
Some with a fountain pen
But as through this life you ramble
Yes, as through this life you roam
You know you'll never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home
So come and gather 'round me, people
And a story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well