When this Bonnie Parker
And Clyde Chestnut Barrow romance
Had its shootouts,
We'd run for cover,
I was the gunman and
You, the getaway driver.
We'd drive until the sun had set
(If the gas haven't run out first)
The next day,
The next town,
A different time,
A different place,
My same sweet Bonnie.
-Jamie F. Nugent
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 3:42 PM UTC
When this Bonnie Parker
And Clyde Chestnut Barrow romance
Had its shootouts,
We'd run for cover,
I was the gunman and
You, the getaway driver.
We'd drive until the sun had set
(If the gas haven't run out first)
The next day,
The next town,
A different time,
A different place,
My same sweet Bonnie.
-Jamie F. Nugent
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