Come Gather Round Me Children, a Story I Will Tell Of Pretty Boy Floyd, An Outlaw, Oklahoma Knew Him Well Was in the Town of Shawnee On a Saturday Afternoon His Wife Beside Him in the Wagon As Into Town They Rode 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 a Gun And in the Fight That Followed, He Laid That Deputy Down Then He Took to the Trees and Rivers to Lead a Life of Shame Every Crime in Oklahoma Was Added to His Name Yes He Took to the Trees and Timbers On the Canadian River Shore And the Outlaw Found a Welcome At Many a Farmer's Door Yes, There's Many a Starving Farmer, the Same Story Told How the Outlaw Paid Their Mortgage and Saved Their Little Home Others Tell About the Stranger Who Came to Beg a Meal And Underneath the Napkin Left a Thousand Dollar Bill It Was in Oklahoma City, It Was On a Christmas Day Came a Whole Carload of Groceries and a Letter That Did Say Well, You Say That I'm An Outlaw, and You Say That I'm a Thief Here's a Christmas Dinner For the Families On Relief Well, As Through the World I've Rambled, I've Seen Lots of Funny Men Some Rob You With a Sixgun, Some With a Fountain Pen As Through This World You Ramble, As Through This World You Roam