Tipo de gaita: Qualquer tipo
Tom: qualquer

PRETTY BOY FLOYD - WOODY GUTHRIE and BOB DYLAN
Woody did it in D, while Bob did it in G.
          D
          G
7  8      8   9   9    -10 6   5
If you'll gather 'round me children,
   G            D 
   C            G
-8 7   7 7 7    6
 A story I will tell;
       G                   D 
       C                   G    
6 6   -6  -6 -6  -6    6   5  6
About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw,
A/D                  D  
D/G                  G     
   6 6 -6 7 7    -8  7
   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