[00:08.82]If you'll gather 'round me children
[00:11.50]A story I will tell
[00:13.56]'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd  an outlaw
[00:16.37]Oklahoma knew him well
[00:21.81]It was in the town of Shawnee
[00:26.63]A Saturday afternoon
[00:29.25]His wife beside him in his wagon
[00:32.56]As into town they rode
[00:37.99]There a deputy sheriff approached him
[00:42.18]In a manner rather rude
[00:45.49]Vulgar words of anger
[00:47.62]An' his wife she overheard
[00:55.93]Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain
[00:58.18]And the deputy grabbed his gun;
[01:00.62]In the fight that followed
[01:01.99]He laid that deputy down
[01:06.93]Then he took to the trees and timber
[01:12.51]To live a life of shame;
[01:15.39]Every crime in Oklahoma
[01:18.33]Was added to his name
[01:25.07]But a many a starving farmer
[01:28.83]The same old story told
[01:31.95]How the outlaw paid their mortgage
[01:33.79]And saved their little homes
[01:40.22]Others tell you 'bout a stranger
[01:42.22]That come to beg a meal
[01:45.41]Underneath his napkin
[01:47.28]Left a thousand dollar bill
[01:55.79]It was in Oklahoma City
[02:02.23]It was on a Christmas Day
[02:05.60]There was a whole car load of groceries
[02:07.44]Come with a note to say:
[02:12.19]Well  you say that I'm an outlaw
[02:14.75]You say that I'm a thief
[02:16.32]Here's a Christmas dinner
[02:19.69]For the families on relief
[02:24.88]Yes  as through this world I've wandered
[02:30.32]I've seen lots of funny men;
[02:34.00]Some will rob you with a six-gun
[02:36.94]And some with a fountain pen
[02:40.69]And as through your life you travel
[02:46.82]Yes  as through your life you roam
[02:52.34]You won't never see an outlaw
[02:56.78]Drive a family from their home