Tonalité : D major
Verse 1
Eb
D
If you'll gather 'round me, children,
A story I will tell
A
'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
D
Oklahoma knew him well.
Verse 2
Eb
D
Eb
D
It was in the town of Shawnee,
A Saturday afternoon,
His wife beside him in his wagon
A
D
As into town they rode.
Eb
There a deputy
Verse 3
D
sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude,
A
Vulgar words of anger,
An' his wife she overheard.
D
Verse 4
Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain,
And the deputy grabbed his gun;
In the fight that followed
A
D
He laid that deputy down.
Then he took to the trees and timber
To live a life of shame;
Every crime in Oklahoma
Verse 5
D
Was added
to his name.
Verse 6
But a many a starving farmer
The same old story told
A
How the outlaw paid their mortgage
D
And saved their little homes.
Verse 7
D
Eb
D
Eb
Others tell you 'bout a stranger
D
That come to beg a meal,
A
Underneath his napkin
D
Left a thousand dollar bill.
Verse 8
D
Eb
D
It was in Oklahoma City,
It was on a Christmas Day,
A
There was a whole car load of groceries
D
Come with a note to say:
Verse 9
D
Well, you say that I'm an outlaw, You
say that I'm a thief.
A
Here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief.
D
Yes,
Verse 10
Eb
as through this world
D
I've wandered
I've seen lots of funny men;
A
Some will rob you with a six- gun,
D
And some with a fountain pen.
Verse 11
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D
And as through your life you travel,
Yes, as through your life you roam,
A
D
A
You won't never see an outlaw
D
Drive a family from their home.
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