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Verse 1
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Come and gather round me, children,
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and a story I will tell
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Of pretty boy Floyd the outlaw,
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Oklahoma knew him well
It was in Shawnee, Oklahoma,
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on a Saturday afternoon
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His wife beside him in the wagon,
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and into town they rode
Well the deputy sheriff
approached him
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in a manner rather rude
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Using vulgar words of anger,
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and his wife 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
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Well, he took to the trees and timbers
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On the Canadian river shore
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Hiding on the river bottom
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Never to come back no more
Well, he took to the trees and timbers
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To live a life of shame
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And every crime in Oklahoma
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was added to his name
But there's many a starving farmer
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that same old story told
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How this outlaw paid their mortgage,
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saved their little home
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Others will tell you of a stranger
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that come to beg a meal
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And underneath his napkin
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left a thousand dollar bill
It was in Oklahoma City
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It was on a Christmas day
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There was a whole carload of groceries
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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Well, here's a Christmas dinner
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for the family's on relief
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Well, as through this life I've rambled
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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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Some with a fountain pen
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And as through this life you ramble
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As through this life you roam
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You will never see an outlaw
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Drive a family from their home
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