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Pretty Boy Floyd 
Pretty Boy Floyd (Woody Guthrie) 
Come gather round me children, a story I will tell Of Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well 
Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon His wife beside him in the wagon as into town they rode 
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 a gun And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down 
Then he took to the trees and rivers to lead a life of shame Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name 
Yes he took to the trees and timbers on the Canada river shore And the outlaw found a welcome at many a farmer's door 
Yes, there's many a starving farmer, the same story told How the outlaw paid their mortgage and saved their little home 
Others tell about the stranger who came to beg a meal And underneath the napkin left a thousand dollar bill 
It was in Oklahoma City, it was on a Christmas day Came a whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say 
Well, you say that I'm an outlaw, and you say that I'm a thief Here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief 
Well, as through the world I've rambled, I've seen lots of funny men Some rob you with a sixgun, some with a fountain pen 
As through this world you ramble, as through this world you roam You'll never see an outlaw drive a family from its home 
Copyright Fall River Music, Inc. recorded by Seeger - 3 Saints SOF