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PRETTY BOY FLOYD - WOODY GUTHRIE and BOB DYLAN
Woody did it in D, while Bob did it in G.
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If you'll gather 'round me children,
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C G
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A story I will tell;
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C G
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About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw,
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Oklahoma knew him well.
It was in the town of Shawnee,
On a Sunday afternoon;
His wife beside him in their wagon,
As into town they rode.
There a deputy sheriff approached them
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
And his wife she overheard
Well Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain
And the deputy grabbed his gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down
Well he took to the trees and timber
To live a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name
Yes he took to the trees and timber
By that Canadian river shore
But Pretty Boy found a welcome
At many a farmer's door
Yes there's many a starving farmer
The same old story's told
How that outlaw paid his mortgage
And saved their little home
Others tell you of a stranger
That came 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 came a whole carload of groceries
With a letter that did say
"Well they say that I'm an outlaw
They say that I'm a theif
Well here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief"
Now as through this life I've rambled
I've seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six-gun
And some with a fountain pen
But as through this world you ramble
And as through this world you roam
You won't never find an outlaw
That'd drive a family from their home
