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Pretty Boy Floyd 1 Woody Guthrie © 1958 (renewed) Sanga Music Inc

16 Jun 1987 A VISION SHARED : A Tribute to Woody Guthrie and Leadbelly FRIENDS WILL ARRIVE: STUDIO SESSIONS TAKE 1 (T-1062)

Down In The Groove session, Sunset Sound Studios, Hollywood CA - 16.jun.1987 If you'll gather 'round me, people A story I will tell About 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 And 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 And in the fight that followed He laid that deputy down. Now he took to the hills and timber To live the 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. Others tell you of a stranger That come to beg a meal And underneath the napkin Left a thousand dollar bill. T'was in Oklahoma City, It was on a Christmas Day, There come a whole car load of groceries And a letter that did say "You say that I'm an outlaw, You say that I'm a thief. Well, here's a Christmas dinner For the families on relief." Well, as through this world 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 As through this world you roam You won't never see an outlaw Drive a family from their home.

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Pretty Boy Floyd 2

3 July 1975 SONGS FOR PATTY VALENTINE (T-320)

Live, Other End, NYC - 3.jul.1975 If you'll gather round me, children A story I will tell 'bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw Oklahoma knew him well. It was in the town of Shawnee It was saturday afternoon. His wife beside him in the wagon As into town they rode. A deputy sheriff approached him In a manner rather rude. Using vulgar words of anger And his wife she overheard. Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain The deputy grabbed his gun. And in the fight that followed He laid that deputy down. It was in Oklahoma City It was on a Christmas day There come a carload of groceries With a letter that did say: "You say that I'm an outlaw You say that I'm a thief. Now there's a Christmas dinner For the families on relief." Yes as through this world I ramble I see lots of funny men. Some will rob you with a .6 gun And some with a fountain pen. And as through your life you'll travel And as through this life you'll roam. You won't never see no outlaw Drive a family from their home.

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Pretty Boy Floyd 3

4 Dec 1988 YOU DON'T KNOW ME (T-309)

Live, Bridge Benefit Concert, Oakland CA - 4.dec.1988 If you'll gather 'round me, people A story I will tell About Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw Oklahoma knew him well. T'was in the town of Shawnee T'was on a Saturday afternoon His wife beside him in a wagon An' 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 And in the fight that followed He laid that deputy down. Now he took to the hills and timber To live the life of shame Every crime in Oklahoma Was added to his name. There's many a starving farmer The same old story told How this outlaw paid their mortgage And saved their little homes. Others tell you of a stranger That come to beg a meal And underneath the napkin Left a thousand dollar bill. T'was in Oklahoma City, It was on a Christmas Day, Come a whole car load of groceries And a letter that did say "You say that I'm an outlaw, You say that I'm a thief. Well, here's a Christmas dinner For the families on relief." Well, as through this world I've rambled Seen lots of funny men. Some will rob you with a six-gun Some with a fountain pen. But as through this world i ramble As through this world i roam I ain't never see an outlaw Drive a family from their home.