The Stillwater Hobos - The ballad of bonnie clyde

Well you ^Aheard the ballad of Jesse James how he robbed that Glendale train But that don't compare to the do-or-dare of the ^Efamous Barrow Gang They're ^Acrooks and killers the ^A7papers say and ^Dsociety drags ‘em down Calls ‘e^Am low-life scum no better than mud and the^Ey run ‘em right out^A of town.

And I sai^Ad hey pretty honey of mine ride along with me We'll shoot the night just to stay a-right Till we ^Eclimb up the hanging tree So when you ^Aleave your house shut the ^A7garden gate Tell your ^Dmother and your father not to stay up late We’re gonn^Aa fight for our freedom righ^Et down to the day w^Ae die.

Well it was ^Agas-filling stations convenience stores to those home-spun county banks We took 'em all both great and small steering ^Eclear of the cell block tanks You can ^Afeel the freedom of the ^A7open road blowing ^Dsmoke rings out of your hair But you'll ^Anever find a feeling that's more alive than throwing ^Elead through the gravelly ^Aair.

And I said ^Ahey pretty honey of mine what are you gonna do ‘Cause there's a gas-can man with a rifle in his hand Gonna ^Eblow you to Waterloo She said I ^Atold you twice and I'll ^A7say it again I’m not ^Da cooped-up chicken or a huckleberry hen. Gonna ^Afight for my freedom right ^Edown to the day we ^Adie.

It was ^Aroundabout the spring of '34 we were skirting state border lines Oklahoma, Mississippi, Creole Country, Kansas City, ^EDallas, and the Great Divide But in the ^Agun-light's gleam I could ^A7see in her eyes as she ^Dstood in the barn door-way Saying ^AClyde I know it's a coal-black road gonna ^Esend you to Judgment ^ADay.

And I said ^Ahey pretty honey of mine tell me and tell me true If you could take it all back would you walk the right track And o^Ebey them boys in blue She said I ^Awalk a road paved ^A7with regret But the ^DLaw don't forgive and it’ll never forget We’re gonn^Aa fight for our freedom righ^Et down to the day w^Ae die.

I ^Aknow we're not that smart or desperate love the law it always wins We've been shot before but we can't ignore that ^Edeath is the wages of sin Some ^Aday we'll ride to the ^A7end of the trail and they'll ^Dbury us side by side For your ^Ama there'll be grief, for the law relief, but it's ^Edeath for Bonnie and ^AClyde.

And I said ^Ahey pretty honey of mine life can lend you a bitter taste When the whole world's view of the gutter and you has got you ^Efeeling like a human waste We’r^Ae not the people that the^A7y think see And we've ^Dpayed our debts to society. (We're gonna ^Afight for our freedom right ^Edown to the day we ^Adie. x3)