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Pretty Boy Floyd LyricsArtist: Kinky FriedmanBelow you will find the lyrics to Pretty Boy Floyd from the Kinky Friedman album "From One Good American To Another". We also have many other song lyrics from this album which can be found on the From One Good American To Another Lyrics page. (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. |
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