Pretty Boy Floyd

 
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Come gather 'round me, children, a story I will tell 
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'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well. 
 

 
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'Twas in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon, 
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His wife beside him in the wagon, as into town they rode. 


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A deputy sheriff approached them in a manner rather rude, 
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Using vulgar words of language, and his wife, she overheard. 
 

 
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Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain and the deputy grabbed his gun, 
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And in the fight that followed he laid that deputy down. 

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Then he took to the trees and the rivers to live a life of shame, 
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Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name. 

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Yes he took to the trees and the rivers on the Canadian river shorte, 
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And the outlaw found a welcome at many a farmer's door. 
 

 
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There's many a starving farmer the same story told, 
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How the outlaw paid their mortgage and saved their little home. 

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Others tell about the stranger who come to beg a meal, 
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And underneath his napkin left a thousand-dollar bill. 
 

 
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'Twas in Oklahoma City, T'was on a Christmas Day, 
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Came a whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say: 


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Well you say that I'm an outlaw, and you say that I'm a thief, 
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Here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief. 
 

 
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Well as through this world I've rambled I've seen lots of funny men, 
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Some will rob you with a six gun, some with a fountain pen. 


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As through this world you travel, as through this world you roam, 
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You'll never see an outlaw drive a family from their home.