It started in the hot Savannah sun

when boy met girl: "You wanna rob a store?"

So Bonnie nodded, then, when it was done,

she had the fever, had to rob some more.

They shot their way to national renown,

and Clyde was just as cruel as she was cute,

were someone in the way - they'd gun them down,

and laugh about it counting all the loot.

A shoot-out left them hurt and full of lead,

her family helped them out 'cause she was kin,

they should have stopped it there, but no, instead

returned to wage a war they couldn't win.

A country lane - a trap was set up well,

a dozen rifles sent them both to Hell.