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Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man, |
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He robbed the Glendale train, |
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He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor, |
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He'd a hand and a heart and a brain.Well it was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward, |
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I wonder how he feel, |
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For he ate of Jesse's bread and he slept in Jesse's bed, |
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Then he laid poor Jesse in his grave.(chours) |
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Well Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life |
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Three children now they were brave |
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Well that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard |
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He laid poor Jesse in his graveJesse was a man, a friend to the poor, |
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He'd never rob a mother or a child |
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There never was a man with the law in his hand |
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That could take Jesse James aliveIt was on a Saturday night and the moon was shining bright, |
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They robbed the Glendale train, |
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And people they did say o'er many miles away |
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It was those outlaws,Ther're Frank and Jesse James(Chours) |
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Now the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death, |
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And wondered how he ever came to fall |
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Robert Ford,It was a fact,He shot Jesse in the back |
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While Jesse hung a picture on the wallNow Jesse went to rest with his hand on his breast, |
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The devil will be upon his knee. |
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He was born one day in the County Clay, |
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And he came from a solitary race. |
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