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From: rickl1@IX.netcom.com (Rick L)
Subject: CRD: Pretty Boy Floyd The Byrds Chords/Lyrics
Date: Wed, 22 Oct 1997 03:12:16 GMT
The Byrds Pretty Boy Floyd written by Woody Guthrie
G C G
Well gather round children, a story I will tell
D G C G
About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well
G C G
Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon
D G C G
His wife beside him in a wagon as into town they rode
fiddle break
G C G
And along come a deputy sheriff in a manner rather rude
D G C G
Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard
G
And Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain,
C G
And the deputy grabbed a gun
D G C G
And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down
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G
Then he ran through the trees and bushes
C G
And lived a life of shame
D G C G
Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name
G C G
He ran through trees and bushes on the Canadian River shore
D G C G
And many a starving farmer opened up his door
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G C G
It was in Oklahoma City, It was on a Christmas Day
D G C G
A whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say
G C G
Well you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief
D G C G
Well, here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief
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G C G
As through this life you travel, you meet some funny men
D G C G
Some rob you with a six-gun, some with a fountain pen
G C G
As through this life you ramble, as through this life you roam
D G C G
You'll never see an outlaw take a family from their home
From The Byrds "Sweetheart Of The Rodeo"
Columbia Records 1968