Preatty Boy Floyd 歌詞
Preatty Boy Floyd - Joan Baez (瓊·貝茲)
Come gather 'round me children
A story I will tell
Of pretty boy Floyd an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well
It was in the town of Shawnee
On the Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in his wagon
As into town they rode
There a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
And his wife she overheard
Pretty boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy grabbed a gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down
He took to the trees and timbers
To live a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name
Yes he took to the trees and timbers
On that Canadian river's shore
And our all found a welcome
At a many a farmer's door
There's a many a starving farmer
The same old story told
How this outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little home
Others tell you 'bout the stranger
That come 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 come a whole car load of groceries
With a letter that did say
You say that I'm an outlaw
You say that I'm a thief
Here's a Christmas dinner
For the families on relief
Now as through this world I ramble
I see lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six gun
And some with a fountain pen
But as through this world you travel
As through this world you roam
You never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home