Pretty Boy Floyd

Come Gather Round Me Children, a Story I Will Tell

Of Pretty Boy Floyd, An Outlaw, Oklahoma Knew Him Well

Was in the Town of Shawnee On a Saturday Afternoon

His Wife Beside Him in the Wagon As Into Town They Rode

A Deputy Sheriff Approached Them in a Manner Rather Rude

Using Vulgar Words of Language and His Wife She Overheard

Well, Pretty Boy Grabbed a Long Chain, and the Deputy Grabbed a Gun

And in the Fight That Followed, He Laid That Deputy Down

Then He Took to the Trees and Rivers to Lead a Life of Shame

Every Crime in Oklahoma Was Added to His Name

Yes He Took to the Trees and Timbers On the Canadian River Shore

And the Outlaw Found a Welcome At Many a Farmer's Door

Yes, There's Many a Starving Farmer, the Same Story Told

How the Outlaw Paid Their Mortgage and Saved Their Little Home

Others Tell About the Stranger Who Came to Beg a Meal

And Underneath the Napkin Left a Thousand Dollar Bill

It Was in Oklahoma City, It Was On a Christmas Day

Came a Whole Carload of Groceries and a Letter That Did Say

Well, You Say That I'm An Outlaw, and You Say That I'm a Thief

Here's a Christmas Dinner For the Families On Relief

Well, As Through the World I've Rambled, I've Seen Lots of Funny

Men

Some Rob You With a Sixgun, Some With a Fountain Pen

As Through This World You Ramble, As Through This World You Roam