I’m going to get those laws made
I’m going to get those laws, she wrote
And you can say you’re sorry
Oh, it’s a little too late, I’m afraid
Yeah
Oh here we go now
They call me Pretty Boy Floyd
Aw yeah
They try to wash their hands off
And put me down for every sting
And I don’t need no star baby
I’m wanted dead or alive anyway
You can run, you can fight
But you can’t hide
Oh you can’t hide
They call me Pretty Boy Floyd
Now when you get to the bottom bail
They wanna see you plea for the stairs
They’re gonna take you for every cent
They’re gonna bleed you dry, my friend
You can run, you can fight
You can run, you can fight
You can run, you can fight
Oh, but you can’t hide
Yeah you can’t hide, you can’t hide
(No you can’t hide)
You can’t hide, you can’t hide
Oh yeah
Oh hold it
Pretty Boy Floyd
While they carry me off
Lord nobody knows
While they carry me off
Save your sorry soul
While they carry me off
Lord nobody knows
While they carry me off
Lord nobody knows, oh yeah
(Woo hoo)
They call me Pretty Boy Floyd
You can’t hide, you can’t hide
(No you can hide)
You can’t hide, you can’t hide
Oh yeah
Oh yeah you can’t hide
They call me Pretty Boy Floyd