Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe
Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away
They both robbed and killed until both of them died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde

The poems that she wrote of, the life that they led
Told of the lawmen left dying and dead
Some say that Clyde made her life a shame
But the legend made Bonnie the head of the gang

The rampage grew wilder with each passing day
The odds growing smaller with each getaway
With the end growing closer the harder they fought
With blood on their hands they were bound to get caught

They drove back from town on one bright summer day
When a man they befriended stepped out in the way
With no thought of dying they pulled to the side
But death lay there waiting for Bonnie and Clyde

Two years of running were ended that day
For robbing and killing they both had to pay
But we'll always remember how both of them died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde

The Story of Bonnie and Clyde, is a story the old folks know.
The Story of Bonnie and Clyde, If you listen I'll tell it to you.

Clyde Barrow wouldn't work, So he chopped off his toes
In a Huntsville prison, where he got his parole.

Then he traveled to Dallas, where he found him a friend
That was Miss Bonnie Parker, and thats where it all began.

They found them a driver, for their getaway Ford
They were soon well known, through a dozen states or more.

Then Clyde's brother Buck, and his pretty wife Blanche
Joined them, and that made the famous Barrow gang.

Bonnie Parker was a poet, and Blanche Barrow was a cook
Clyde was a fast draw, and Buck was smart at books.

Their driver was a wonderful mechanic, so they say
And so they were all famous, in their own pecular way.

The stories were so many, that you couldn't read them all
The legend grew and grew, about the Barrows and the law.

The Barrow gang swept through the land, and many were their friends
But pretty soon they realized, the law was closing in.

Up near Dexter Iowa, they had a change of luck
In a gunfight with police, Clyde lost his brother Buck.

But Clyde and Bonnie got away, the second time that year
Bonnie wrote her poems, and she knew the end was near.

At 9:15 on May the 23rd of 34
They pulled into Louisiana, death was knocking at the door

Clyde Barrow and Miss Bonnie Parker, came to meet a friend
They realized too late, that they had come to meet thier end.

The story of Bonnie and Clyde, they died as they lived - by the gun
The story of Bonnie and Clyde, their names are remembered as one.