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Pretty Boy Floyd (Woody Guthrie)

"I'd like to dedicate this song to Pete Seeger"

Come gather 'round me children
A story I will tell
'bout Prett' Boy Floyd an outlaw
Oklahoma knew him well.
It was in the town of Shawnee
On a Saturday afternoon
His wife beside him in the wagon
As in the town they rode.

But a deputy sheriff approached him
In a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language
And his wife she overheard.
Well Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain
And the deputy grabbed the gun
And in the fight that followed
He laid that deputy down.

Then he took to the trees and rivers
To live a life of shame
Every crime in Oklahoma
Was added to his name
Yes, he took to the trees and the rivers
On that Canadian River's shore
And the outlaw found a welcome
At many a farmer's door.

Yes there's a many a starving farmer
This 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 his napkin
Left a thousand dollar bill.

It was in Oklahoma City
't was on a Christmas Day
There came a whole car load 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 this world I've rambled
I've seen lots of funny men
Some will rob you with a six gun
Some with a fountain pen.
As through this world you travel
As through this world you roam
You'll never see an outlaw
Drive a family from their home.
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===çà Äæîàí Áàýç è ìèô Ôëîéäà
My Parents Parents Music or Records as Heirlooms or Joan Baez has a Beautiful Voice
May 21, 2007 @ 2:18 am

Vinyl lasts a damn long time. Currently I’m listening to Pretty Boy Floyd, 
written in the thirties by Woody Guthrie, as sung live by Joan Baez in the sixties. 
I thought this was my father’s record when I first put it on, but I later found out I was mistaken. 
It’s not my father’s, it his parents. Talk about longevity. 
As he tells it his grandparents were into the folk revival of that time period 
and bought the album for themselves. My father then stole it when he left for college.

Listening to Pretty Boy Floyd I can see why this music is so intergenerational. 
Baez has a distinctive and wonderful voice. It’s high, pure, clear, with just a bit of a warble. 
Though Baez’s sort of sparse, bare, guitar only folk is not so common today, 
it’s obsession with an earlier time, it’s early American feel is something being replicated by neo-folkists 
like Josh Ritter and Jenny Lewis. Folk always seems to be looking back, borrowing from its ancestors. 
The result is that the folk of today ends up feeling a lot like the folk of yesterday. 
By always locating itself in the same now inaccessible time period, the genre becomes timeless.

Instrumentally, the music is quite simple, with the track you have probably being the most complex on the album. 
Ultimately Baez’s guitar is just a backdrop for her gorgeous soprano. Her voice sounds trained, 
but there are some down to earth touches, like the light, barely noticeable folk country twang 
that you can hear when she says words like “deputy” or “little.”

Lyrically, the Guthrie song is so over the top its excellent. 
The character of Pretty Boy Floyd is of course a cliche, but he’s such a compelling one, 
based off our favorite Robin Hood archetypes. His clever dig at the authority 
that has unjustly punished him is the kind of thing we all wish we could do to “the man.”

The most shocking thing about this record for me though was that when Baez recorded 
she was only twenty years old. The entire record has this sort of melding of youth 
and maturity–a melding of generations, a melding that’s ultimately fitting 
considering this record has already passed through the hands of my grandparents, 
my father, and now me.

P.S.

The fact that this record has lasted so long has me wondering about my music collection. 
Will I be able to pass it onto my kids. All media storage these days seems so fragile. 
I wonder if we’ll ever get something as sturdy as vinyl.


===ïðîòèâ Äæîàí Áàýç, çà Ñèñêî Õüþñòîíà è ïðîòèâ Ôëîéäà,
===ñ ñàéòà Cisco Houston http://www.ciscohouston.com/lyrics/pretty_boy_floyd.shtml

An utter tale of malarkey and blather,
set to a great tune and performed brilliantly by Cisco and guitar.
Compare his performance with that of Joan Baez on The Greatest Songs Of Woody Guthrie,
as she shrieks and whines. A shame Woody chose to glamorize such thugs,
and then his final lines, about never seeing an outlaw drive a family from their home,
are refuted every day in block after block of urban landscape scarred by crime and emptied by fear.
No Woody, (and all the left that still worships outlaws and murderers as rebels against some grotesque authority)
outlaws drive not just families, but entire communities, from their homes.



======áèîãðàôèÿ Ôëîéäà è èñòîðèÿ åãî ìèôà
======http://www.answers.com/topic/pretty-boy-floyd?cat=entertainment

Charles Arthur "Pretty Boy" Floyd (February 3, 1904 – October 22, 1934) 
was an American bank robber and alleged killer, 
romanticized by the press and by folk singer Woody Guthrie in his song "Pretty Boy Floyd".

Birth

Floyd was born in Adairsville, Georgia, on February 3, 1904, where his family lived 
until he was about ten years old. They then moved to the Cookson Hills of Oklahoma. 
At the age of seventeen, Floyd married Lee Hargrove (also known as Robie or Bobbie). 
The popular history says that Floyd committed his first crime when he struck down a sheriff's deputy 
who had been rude to Wilma, but contemporary sources agree that Floyd simply needed a way to make ends meet.

The Time magazine of 22 October, 1934, mentions a robbery of $350 in pennies from a local post office 
as his first known crime. He was eighteen years old at the time. 
Three years later, he was busted for a payroll robbery in St. Louis, Missouri and served three years in prison.

When paroled, he vowed that he would never see the inside of another prison. 
He did not, however, go straight. Partnering with more established criminals in the Kansas City underworld, 
he committed a series of bank robberies over the next several years; 
it was during this period that he earned the nickname "Pretty Boy." 
Like his contemporary Baby Face Nelson, Floyd hated his nickname.


Arrest

Their string of crimes hit a hiccup in Sylvania, Ohio, where they were caught 
in the midst of a bank robbery and Floyd was sentenced to fifteen years. 
However, he escaped on his way to prison and rebuilt his gang. 
In the years that followed, he was blamed for a long string of bank robberies 
and vilified as a "Public Enemy" by the FBI.

The popular legend holds that he was not, in fact, responsible for all of these, 
and that his name was being attached to robberies committed by others. 
In the words of Woody Guthrie, "Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name."

Floyd would hide out between crimes in towns near the one in which he had grown up, 
protected by the locals. The popular legend says that they did this out of love for his generosity 
and their hatred of the banks, which were at that time foreclosing on many farms. 
However, the contemporary press claimed that he simply bribed them for their silence.

With his partner George Birdwell, Floyd robbed the banks 
in Earlsboro, Konawa, Maud, Morris, Shamrock, Tahlequah, 
and on December 12, 1931, two banks in one day at Castle and Paden, Oklahoma. 
Bank insurance rates doubled, and the governor of Oklahoma placed a $56,000 reward on Floyd.

The man was also accused of participating in the Kansas City Massacre, 
a shootout that resulted in the deaths of five men in 1933. 
He denied being there, but the authorities and the press were sure he was involved.

Death

After narrowly escaping ambush by the FBI several times, 
Floyd was killed on October 22, 1934, when FBI agents shot him near East Liverpool, Ohio. 
As is the case with many aspects of Floyd's life, 
the circumstances surrounding his final moments are disputed. 
According to the FBI, Floyd died cursing his killers to the end. 
However, Chester Smith, the sharpshooter who felled Floyd, 
stated in a 1984 interview that after he had (deliberately) wounded, 
but not killed, Floyd, Melvin Purvis questioned him briefly 
and then ordered him shot at point-blank range. 
This is extremely controversial, because, if true, 
Purvis effectively executed Floyd without benefit of judge or jury.

Floyd's body was placed on public display in Sallisaw, Oklahoma. 
His funeral was attended by between twenty and forty thousand people, 
and remains the largest funeral in Oklahoma history. He was buried in Akin, Oklahoma.

Legacy

Floyd earned his nickname from Midwestern prostitutes 
because he obsessively combed his greasy pompadour.
He hated it enough that, according to legend, 
he killed two men just for calling him "Pretty Boy,"
and his dying words were "I'm Charles Arthur Floyd!"

Five years after Floyd's death, Woody Guthrie wrote a ballad romanticizing his life of crime. 
This song has been performed by many of the great figures in country and folk music, 
like Joan Baez, and was recorded by Bob Dylan on the Smithsonian's tribute to Guthrie in 1988. 
The song plays up Floyd's generosity to the poor, and contains the very famous line:

"Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen."

The song has also been covered by The Byrds on their album Sweetheart of the Rodeo, 
by folk-punk band Ghost Mice, and by Guthrie's son Arlo on his album Precious Friend with Pete Seeger.

It has been suggested that Flattop Jones, a villain from the Dick Tracy comic strip, 
was modeled on Floyd. Like the real-life figure, Flattop hailed from Oklahoma's Cookson Hills.

A film, Pretty Boy Floyd, was made in 1960 by Herbert J. Leder, starring John Ericson. 
Another film, A Bullet for Pretty Boy, was released in 1970, starring Fabian. 
He was also played by Steve Kanaly in the 1973 film Dillinger, and by Bo Hopkins in the 1975 TV-movie, 
The Kansas City Massacre. He was portrayed by Martin Sheen in the 1974 TV movie, The Story of Pretty Boy Floyd.

Pretty Boy Floyd is mentioned in Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five's "The Message" at 02:17 
(Now you're unemployed, all non-void; Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd).

Many books have been written about Pretty Boy Floyd, including a semi-fictionalized biography 
by Pulitzer Prize-winner Larry McMurtry and Diana Ossana in 1994. 
In this work, Floyd is sympathetically portrayed as a good natured man and a reluctant killer, 
popular with women but devoted to his family. 
He is more a victim of the poor social conditions of the time than a cold blooded criminal.

There were also two hair metal bands called Pretty Boy Floyd, 
a Canadian band that has broken up and an American band who are still together. 
See: Pretty Boy Floyd (American) and Pretty Boy Floyd (Canadian).

Floyd was mentioned in the novel The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck, 
in which the mother of the Joad children claims that she knew Floyd's mother 
and is afraid that her son Tom might become bitter and violent like Floyd.