Tonalité : Gb major
Verse 1
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If you gather round me children,
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a story I will tell
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About pretty boy Floyd, an outlaw,
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Oklahoma knew him well
It was in the town of Shawnee,
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it was Saturday afternoon,
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his wife beside him in his wagon,
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as in the town they ruled,
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a deputy sheriff approached him in a manner rather rude,
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usin' overworked language
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and his wife she overheard
pretty boy grabbed a long 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
He fled to the hills and wooden land
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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
Now there's many a -starvin' farmers
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the same old story told how this
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outlaw paid their mortgages
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and saved their little home.
Others tell you of a stranger
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who come to beg a meal
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and underneath his napkin
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left a thousand dollar bill
was in Oklahoma City
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it was on a Christmas day
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there come a whole carload of groceries
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and a letter that did say
you say that I'm an outlaw
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you say that I'm a thief
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now here's a Christmas dinner
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for the families on relief
Now as through this world I've rambled
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I've seen lots of fighting men
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Some will rob you with a six -gun
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And some with a fountain pen
And as through your
life you've traveled
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And it's 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
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