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Pretty Boy Floyd

アーティスト:Bob Dylan  アルバム:From Compilations 

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If you'll gather 'round me, people, A story I will tell 'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well. It was in the town of Shawnee, On a Saturday afternoon, His wife beside him in a wagon As into town they rode. There a deputy sheriff approached him In a manner rather rude, Using vulgar words of language, An' his wife she overheard. Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain, And the deputy grabbed his gun; In the fight that followed He laid that deputy down. Now, he took to the hills and timber To live a life of shame; Every crime in Oklahoma Was added to his name. He took to the trees and timber On the Canadian river shore And pretty Boy found a welcome At every farmer's door


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