调:Eb major
Verse 1
Clyde Barrow was the rounder
They both robbed and killed
The poems that she wrote
Some say that Clyde made
The rampage grew wilder with
The odds growing smaller
With the end growing closer
With blood on their hands they
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were bound to get caught.
They drove back from town on one
When a man they befriended
With no thought of dyin' they
But death lay there waiting
For robbin' and killin'
But we'll always remember
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