You've heard the story of Jesse James 
Of how he lived and how he died 
If you're still in need 
Of something to read 
Then fine 
Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde 
Here it is, Clyde had a petite amie 
She was beautiful and her name was Bonnie 
Together they had left the straight and narrow 
gang of two, B. Parker and C. Barrow 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde 
I'd known Clyde since we were young and carefree 
He was always (?), (?) and clean 
For you must see that it was society 
That drove me to a life of crime and misery 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde 
The newspapers think they had our measure 
They say we kill for cold blooded pleasure 
Well that's not ture, but sure it's in our nature 
To shoot first and ask the questions later 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde 
If a Dallas cop was killed or maimed 
And they had no suspect they can blame 
For the police, there's nothing mysterious 
They hanged it on Clyde Barrow and his mistress 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde 
There's no point in trying to settle down 
To find a little house, a quiet town 
By the third day there's a tac tac tac tac 
Of machine guns making a sneak attack 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde 
One of these days they will take my life 
But I just hope that Bonnie will survive 
Well, I don't mind how they make me pay 
Bonnie, here, just hopes that Clyde can get away 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde 
Ambushed on a road, their end was nigh 
The only way out for them was to die 
But more than one of them went down below 
when they died, Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow 
Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde