(Andy Pratt) 



They ran through hills and forest

As two under a spell

He was a city boy Floyd the outlaw

And she thought she new him well. 



Long after that great summer

When she first came into her fame

And the avenger from Oklahoma

Was added to her name

The avenger she became. 



Well they call her avenging Annie

The avenger of womanhood

She spends her whole life telling lies

These on a mess  and over good

She'll take all these spoilt young  hippies

Running around playing games

They're surrounding your bed, she'll blow your head

She'll put you through a change. 



What you've done to others

She'll do unto you. 



Then she met her sensitive outlaw

He was the best thing she ever did seen

She was to be his wife for the rest of her life,

But she was so blind she could never had seen.

No! 



So she joined up with her outlaw

And headed for California. 



He treated her worse than she'd ever imagined

He didn't say he didn't want her around

He kept it up so long, she couldn't be strong

He run her right into the ground. 



After five long years,

He picked her up and slapped her down. 



Then she told her friends about him

They all were on her side

But she could see through the haze he looked so pale

She put her head right down and she cried. 



For her poor lover

She cried like a mother for her poor lover. 



And now she lives on a mountain top

And she's almost thirty-five

And she's found her peace and found her release

Happy  just to be alive. 



And she might go back to her Floyd

If she thinks it's the thing to do

He gave up murder and theft after she left

And you know she still loves him to

Just like a worn out shoe

Just like a worn out shoe

Just like a worn out shoe

Just like a worn out shoe

Just like a worn out shoe

Just like a worn out shoe

Just like a worn out shoe 



Well they call her avenging Annie

The avenger of womanhood

She spends her whole life telling lies

Leads them on a mess and over good.