Pretty Boy Floyd
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โฑ๏ธ 2:34 duration
๐ ID: 1556485
๐ Lyrics
Well gather 'round me children
A story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the 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
And along come a deputy sheriff
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
His wife, she overheard
And Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain
The deputy grabbed a gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down
Then he ran through the trees and bushes
And lived a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name
He ran through the trees and bushes
On the Canadian River shore
And many a-starving farmer
Opened up his door
It was in Oklahoma City
It was on a Christmas day
A whole carload of groceries
With 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"
As through this life you travel
You'll meet some funny men
Some'll rob you with a six-gun
And some with a fountain pen
As through this life you ramble
As through this life you roam
You'll never see an outlaw
Take a family from their home
A story I will tell
About Pretty Boy Floyd, the 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
And along come a deputy sheriff
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
His wife, she overheard
And Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain
The deputy grabbed a gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down
Then he ran through the trees and bushes
And lived a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name
He ran through the trees and bushes
On the Canadian River shore
And many a-starving farmer
Opened up his door
It was in Oklahoma City
It was on a Christmas day
A whole carload of groceries
With 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"
As through this life you travel
You'll meet some funny men
Some'll rob you with a six-gun
And some with a fountain pen
As through this life you ramble
As through this life you roam
You'll never see an outlaw
Take a family from their home
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.06] Well gather 'round me children
[00:13.08] A story I will tell
[00:14.26] About Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw
[00:16.19] Oklahoma knew him well
[00:19.67] It was in the town of Shawnee
[00:21.55] On a Saturday afternoon
[00:23.88] His wife beside him in a wagon
[00:25.94] As into town they rode
[00:29.49]
[00:38.82] And along come a deputy sheriff
[00:40.82] In a manner rather rude
[00:42.78] Using vulgar words of language
[00:45.07] His wife, she overheard
[00:48.64] And Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain
[00:50.66] The deputy grabbed a gun
[00:52.75] And in the fight that followed
[00:54.64] He laid that deputy down
[00:58.04]
[01:07.51] Then he ran through the trees and bushes
[01:09.46] And lived a life of shame
[01:11.51] Every crime in Oklahoma
[01:13.47] Was added to his name
[01:17.13] He ran through the trees and bushes
[01:19.08] On the Canadian River shore
[01:21.11] And many a-starving farmer
[01:23.24] Opened up his door
[01:26.79]
[01:35.92] It was in Oklahoma City
[01:37.71] It was on a Christmas day
[01:40.06] A whole carload of groceries
[01:42.16] With a letter that did say
[01:45.75] "You say that I'm an outlaw
[01:47.51] You say that I'm a thief
[01:49.67] Well, here's a Christmas dinner
[01:51.72] For the families on relief"
[01:55.39]
[02:04.89] As through this life you travel
[02:06.93] You'll meet some funny men
[02:08.72] Some'll rob you with a six-gun
[02:11.07] And some with a fountain pen
[02:14.69] As through this life you ramble
[02:16.20] As through this life you roam
[02:18.51] You'll never see an outlaw
[02:20.62] Take a family from their home
[02:22.12]
[00:13.08] A story I will tell
[00:14.26] About Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw
[00:16.19] Oklahoma knew him well
[00:19.67] It was in the town of Shawnee
[00:21.55] On a Saturday afternoon
[00:23.88] His wife beside him in a wagon
[00:25.94] As into town they rode
[00:29.49]
[00:38.82] And along come a deputy sheriff
[00:40.82] In a manner rather rude
[00:42.78] Using vulgar words of language
[00:45.07] His wife, she overheard
[00:48.64] And Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain
[00:50.66] The deputy grabbed a gun
[00:52.75] And in the fight that followed
[00:54.64] He laid that deputy down
[00:58.04]
[01:07.51] Then he ran through the trees and bushes
[01:09.46] And lived a life of shame
[01:11.51] Every crime in Oklahoma
[01:13.47] Was added to his name
[01:17.13] He ran through the trees and bushes
[01:19.08] On the Canadian River shore
[01:21.11] And many a-starving farmer
[01:23.24] Opened up his door
[01:26.79]
[01:35.92] It was in Oklahoma City
[01:37.71] It was on a Christmas day
[01:40.06] A whole carload of groceries
[01:42.16] With a letter that did say
[01:45.75] "You say that I'm an outlaw
[01:47.51] You say that I'm a thief
[01:49.67] Well, here's a Christmas dinner
[01:51.72] For the families on relief"
[01:55.39]
[02:04.89] As through this life you travel
[02:06.93] You'll meet some funny men
[02:08.72] Some'll rob you with a six-gun
[02:11.07] And some with a fountain pen
[02:14.69] As through this life you ramble
[02:16.20] As through this life you roam
[02:18.51] You'll never see an outlaw
[02:20.62] Take a family from their home
[02:22.12]