Pretty Boy Floyd

I'm going to get those laws made

I'm going to get those laws, she wrote

And you can say you're sorry

Oh, it's a little too late, I'm afraid

Yeah

Oh here we go now

They call me Pretty Boy Floyd

Aw yeah

They try to wash their hands off

And put me down for every sting

And I don't need no star baby

I'm wanted dead or alive anyway

You can run, you can fight

But you can't hide

Oh you can't hide

They call me Pretty Boy Floyd

Now when you get to the bottom bail

They wanna see you plea for the stairs

They're gonna take you for every cent

They're gonna bleed you dry, my friend

You can run, you can fight

You can run, you can fight

You can run, you can fight

Oh, but you can't hide

Yeah you can't hide, you can't hide

(No you can't hide)

You can't hide, you can't hide

Oh yeah

Oh hold it

Pretty Boy Floyd

While they carry me off

Lord nobody knows

While they carry me off

Save your sorry soul

While they carry me off

Lord nobody knows

While they carry me off

Lord nobody knows, oh yeah

(Woo hoo)

They call me Pretty Boy Floyd

You can't hide, you can't hide

(No you can hide)

You can't hide, you can't hide

Oh yeah

Oh yeah you can't hide

They call me Pretty Boy Floyd