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Written by Woody Guthrie<br /><br />Well gather round children, a story I will tell<br />About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well<br /><br />Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon<br />His wife beside him in a wagon as into town they rode<br /><br />And along come a deputy sheriff in a manner rather rude<br />Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard<br /><br />And Pretty Boy Floyd grabbed a long chain, and the deputy grabbed a gun<br />And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down<br /><br />Then he ran the through the trees and bushes and lived a life of shame<br />Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name<br /><br />He ran through trees and bushes on the Canadian River shore<br />And many a starving farmer opened up his door<br /><br />It was in Oklahoma City, it was on a Christmas Day<br />A whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say<br /><br />Well you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief<br />Well, here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief<br /><br />As through this life you travel, you meet some funny men<br />Some rob you with a six-gun, some with a fountain pen<br /><br />As through this life you ramble, as through this life you roam<br />You'll never see an outlaw take a family from their home
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Written by Woody Guthrie<br /><br />Well gather round children, a story I will tell<br />About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well<br /><br />Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon<br />His wife beside him in a wagon as into town they rode<br /><br />And along come a deputy sheriff in a manner rather rude<br />Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard<br /><br />And Pretty Boy Floyd grabbed a long chain, and the deputy grabbed a gun<br />And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down<br /><br />Then he ran the through the trees and bushes and lived a life of shame<br />Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name<br /><br />He ran through trees and bushes on the Canadian River shore<br />And many a starving farmer opened up his door<br /><br />It was in Oklahoma City, it was on a Christmas Day<br />A whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say<br /><br />Well you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief<br />Well, here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief<br /><br />As through this life you travel, you meet some funny men<br />Some rob you with a six-gun, some with a fountain pen<br /><br />As through this life you ramble, as through this life you roam<br />You'll never see an outlaw take a family from their home
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