Academy Fight Song
๐ต 1167 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:10 duration
๐ ID: 12833755
๐ Lyrics
If you'll gather 'round me, children
A story I will tell
Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
It was in the town of Shawnee
It was Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in his 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
There's a many a-starving farmers
The same old story told
How this outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes
Others tell you of a stranger
That come 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 was a whole carload of groceries
With a letter that did say
"Well, you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief
Here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief"
Now, as through this world I ramble
I seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
Some with a fountain pen
But as through your life you travel
And as through your life you roam
You won't ever see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home
A story I will tell
Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
It was in the town of Shawnee
It was Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in his 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
There's a many a-starving farmers
The same old story told
How this outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes
Others tell you of a stranger
That come 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 was a whole carload of groceries
With a letter that did say
"Well, you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief
Here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief"
Now, as through this world I ramble
I seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
Some with a fountain pen
But as through your life you travel
And as through your life you roam
You won't ever see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.33] If you'll gather 'round me, children
[00:06.10] A story I will tell
[00:09.53] Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw
[00:13.14] Oklahoma knew him well
[00:16.92] It was in the town of Shawnee
[00:22.76] It was Saturday afternoon
[00:26.67] His wife beside him in his wagon
[00:30.00] As into town they rode
[00:35.48] There a deputy sheriff approached him
[00:41.41] In a manner rather rude
[00:45.44] Using vulgar words of language
[00:49.27] An' his wife she overheard
[00:54.37] Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain and the deputy grabbed his gun
[00:58.20] And in the fight that followed he laid that deputy down
[01:06.28] There's a many a-starving farmers
[01:13.64] The same old story told
[01:17.50] How this outlaw paid their mortgage
[01:21.52] And saved their little homes
[01:28.03] Others tell you of a stranger
[01:34.75] That come to beg a meal
[01:39.90] And underneath his napkin
[01:43.26] Left a thousand-dollar bill
[01:48.72] It was in Oklahoma City
[01:56.36] It was on a Christmas Day
[02:00.18] There was a whole carload of groceries
[02:04.15] With a letter that did say
[02:08.81] "Well, you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief
[02:13.00] Here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief"
[02:21.17] Now, as through this world I ramble
[02:28.54] I seen lots of funny men
[02:32.15] Some will rob you with a six-gun
[02:36.48] Some with a fountain pen
[02:41.00] But as through your life you travel
[02:47.18] And as through your life you roam
[02:52.12] You won't ever see an outlaw
[02:57.67] Drive a family from their home
[00:06.10] A story I will tell
[00:09.53] Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw
[00:13.14] Oklahoma knew him well
[00:16.92] It was in the town of Shawnee
[00:22.76] It was Saturday afternoon
[00:26.67] His wife beside him in his wagon
[00:30.00] As into town they rode
[00:35.48] There a deputy sheriff approached him
[00:41.41] In a manner rather rude
[00:45.44] Using vulgar words of language
[00:49.27] An' his wife she overheard
[00:54.37] Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain and the deputy grabbed his gun
[00:58.20] And in the fight that followed he laid that deputy down
[01:06.28] There's a many a-starving farmers
[01:13.64] The same old story told
[01:17.50] How this outlaw paid their mortgage
[01:21.52] And saved their little homes
[01:28.03] Others tell you of a stranger
[01:34.75] That come to beg a meal
[01:39.90] And underneath his napkin
[01:43.26] Left a thousand-dollar bill
[01:48.72] It was in Oklahoma City
[01:56.36] It was on a Christmas Day
[02:00.18] There was a whole carload of groceries
[02:04.15] With a letter that did say
[02:08.81] "Well, you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief
[02:13.00] Here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief"
[02:21.17] Now, as through this world I ramble
[02:28.54] I seen lots of funny men
[02:32.15] Some will rob you with a six-gun
[02:36.48] Some with a fountain pen
[02:41.00] But as through your life you travel
[02:47.18] And as through your life you roam
[02:52.12] You won't ever see an outlaw
[02:57.67] Drive a family from their home