Tablature pretty boy floyd - Woody Guthrie

          



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  From: David #6 <david6@netcom.com>

  Subject: LYR: Pretty Boy Floyd (Woody Guthrie)

  

  PRETTY BOY FLOYD

  by Woody Guthrie

  

  (Like all Woody's songs, the lyrics changed depending on where and when he

  was singing, so you may find some different verses, but these lyrics are

  probably as right or wrong as any others you'll find. It's a straight

  1-4-5 song; if you know the tune, just fool around with D, G, and A until

  it sounds right to you.)

  

  If you'll gather 'round me children

  A story I will tell

  About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw

  Oklahoma knew him well

  

  It was in the town of Shawnee

  On a Sunday afternoon

  His wife beside him in their wagon

  As into town they rode

  

  There 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 his gun

  And in the fight that followed

  He laid that deputy down

  

  Well he took to the trees and timber

  To live a life of shame

  Every crime in Oklahoma

  Was added to his name

  

  Yes he took to the trees and timber

  By that Canadian river shore

  But Pretty Boy found a welcome

  At many a farmer's door

  

  Yes there's many a starving farmer

  The same old story's told

  How that outlaw paid his mortgage

  And saved their little home

  

  Others tell you of a stranger

  That came to beg a meal

  And underneath his napkin

  Left a thousand dollar bill

  

  It was in Oklahoma city

  It was on a Christmas Day

  There came a whole carload of groceries

  With a letter that did say

  

  "Well they say that I'm an outlaw

   They say that I'm a theif

   Well here's a Christmas dinner

   For the families on relief"

  

  Now as through this life I've rambled

  I've seen lots of funny men

  Some will rob you with a six-gun

  And some with a fountain pen

  

  But as through this world you ramble

  And as through this world you roam

  You won't never find an outlaw

  That'd drive a family from their home

  

  

  David

  david6@netcom.com

  

  

   


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 Pretty boy floyd, de Woody guthrie 

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