(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.