Pretty Boy Floyd by Bob Dylan Lyrics
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Quote from the song “Pretty Boy Floyd” by Bob Dylan
If you'll gather 'round me, people
A story, I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Pretty Boy Floyd”
- Produced: Bob Dylan
- Written: Woody Guthrie
- Mastered: Bob Ludwig
- Vocals: Bob Dylan
- Acoustic Guitar: Bob Dylan
- Release Date: August 23, 1988
Additional Information About the Sample “Pretty Boy Floyd”:
- Pretty Boy Floyd Is A Cover Of: Pretty Boy Floyd by Woody Guthrie
Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Pretty Boy Floyd” Released in 1988
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If you'll gather 'round me, people
A story, I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
It was in the town of Shawnee
On a Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in a wagon
As into town they rode
There a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
An' his wife, she overheard
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy grabbed his gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down
Now, he took to the hills and timber
To live the life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name
He took to the trees and timber
On the Canadian river shore
And Pretty Boy found a welcome
At every farmer's door
Others tell you of a stranger
That come to beg a meal
And underneath the napkin
Left a thousand-dollar bill
'Twas in Oklahoma City
It was on a Christmas Day
There come a whole car load of groceries
And a letter that did say:
You say that I'm an outlaw
You say that I'm a thief
Well, here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief
Well, it's through this world I've rambled
I've seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
And some with a fountain pen
Well, it's through this world you ramble
It's through this world you roam
You won't never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home