Clyde: Well who would have thought that a waitress from Rowena
Would have had the balls to bust me out with my own 45?

Bonnie: And who would have thought that a farm boy from Telico
Would outsmart the smartest lawmen and walk outta there alive?

Clyde: My name is gonna make the hist’ry books.
Too bad I won’t be here.

I may have started out a smalltime crook.
In a year or two I’ll be as known as Chicago’s Al Capone!

Thanks to you, Bonnie babe, I can make plans again.
I’ve got lots o’ reasons to keep livin’.

It’s [bad word] that love can set you free,
And this world will remember me.

Bonnie: You said you’d go straight. Clyde I wanna be in movies.
I can’t name a movie star who’s doin’ robberies on the side.

I know in my heart, babe, that Hollywood is callin’.
How can I be in the spotlight if we always have to hide?

Clyde: We need some dough to get to Hollywood. One or two jobs should do.
Bonnie: But after that we will be done for good.

Clyde: Babe, when Hollywood gets hold of you, they’ll be saying, “Clara who?”

No need [bad word]  Everybody gets our autographs.
 [bad word] of a Ride!” will be the words on our epitaphs.

Both: Two living legends, that’s what we will be.
And that’s okay with me!

Every place that we go, folks will turn their heads.
They’ll be hollerin’ from Dodge to Denver.

We are the pair that they’ll discuss.
Yes this world will remember us.

We are makin’ dang sure that we leave our mark.
You don’t leave your mark by digging ditches.

No wonder we’re who they’ll discuss.
Yes this world will remember us.

Clyde: This dang world will remember us.
Bonnie: This cold world will remember us.

Both: No way they won’t remember us!