Lead Belly - Pretty Boy Floyd Lyrics

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Pretty Boy Floyd

Pretty Boy Floyd Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Pretty Boy Floyd By Lead Belly?
If you'll gather 'round me, children,
A story I will tell 'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well. It was in the town of Shawnee, A 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, Vulgar words of anger, An' his wife she overheard. Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain, And the deputy grabbed his gun; In the fight that followed He laid that deputy down. Then he took to the trees and timber To live a life of shame; Every crime in Oklahoma Was added to his name. But a many a starving farmer The same old story told How the outlaw paid their mortgage And saved their little homes. Others tell you 'bout a stranger That come to beg a meal, Underneath his napkin Left a thousand dollar bill. It was in Oklahoma City, It was on a Christmas Day, There was a whole car load of groceries Come with a note to 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. Yes, as through this world I've wandered I've seen lots of funny men; Some will rob you with a six-gun, And some with a fountain pen. And as through your life you travel, Yes, as through your life you roam, You won't never see an outlaw Drive a family from their home. |
Who Wrote Pretty Boy Floyd By Lead Belly?
Woody Guthrie
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What's The Duration Of The Pretty Boy Floyd By Lead Belly?The duration of Pretty Boy Floyd is 2:56 minutes and seconds. |
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