Pretty Boy Floyd chords by Woody Guthrie, Cisco Houston
Verse 1
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If you'll gather 'round me, children,
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A story I will tell
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'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
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Oklahoma knew him well.
Verse 2
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It was in the town of Shawnee,
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A Saturday afternoon,
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His wife beside him in his wagon
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As into town they rode.
Verse 3
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There a deputy sheriff approached him
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In a manner rather rude,
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Vulgar words of anger,
An' his wife she overheard.
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Verse 4
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain,
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And the deputy grabbed his gun;
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In the fight that followed
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He laid that deputy down.
Verse 5
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Then he took to the trees and timber
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To live a life of shame;
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Every crime in Oklahoma
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Was added to his name.
Verse 6
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But a
many a starving farmer
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The same old story told
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How the outlaw paid their mortgage
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And saved their little homes.
Verse 7
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Others tell you 'bout a stranger
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That come to beg a meal,
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Underneath his napkin
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Left a thousand dollar bill.
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It was in Oklahoma
Verse 8
City,
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It was on a Christmas Day,
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There was a whole car load of groceries
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Come with a note to say:
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Well, you say that I'm an outlaw,
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You say that I'm a thief.
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Here's a Christmas dinner
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For the families on relief.
Verse 10
Yes, as through this world
I've wandered
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I've seen lots of funny men;
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Some will rob you with a six- gun,
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And some with a fountain pen.
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And as through your life you travel,
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Yes, as through your life you roam,
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You won't never see an outlaw
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Drive a family from their home.
Pretty Boy Floyd
Woody Guthrie, Cisco Houston
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