Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away
They both robbed and killed until both loved and died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde
The poem that she wrote of the life that they led
Told of the lawmen left dying or dead
Some say that Clyde made her life a shame
But the legend made Bonnie the head of the game
The rampage grew wilder with each passing day
Their odds growing smaller with each get-away
The end getting 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 be-friended stepped out in the way
With no thought of dying they both took his side
But the death lay there waiting for Bonnie and Clyde
Now two years of running was ended that day
For robbing and killing they both had to pay
We'll always remember how they lived and died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde