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,
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an outlaw from Oklahoma,
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I 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
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in a manner rather rude,
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Usin' vulgar words of language,
and his wife
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She overheard a pretty boy
grabbed a log chain
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and the deputy grabbed his gun
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and in the fight that followed
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he laid that deputy down
he fled to the hills and woodland
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to live a life of shame
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every crime in oklahoma
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How was added to his name
Now there's many a starvin' farmer
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The same old story told
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How this outlaw paid their mortgage
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And saved their little home
Others tell you of a stranger
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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 it's through your
life you've traveled,
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and it's through your
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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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