Jesse James

1. Jesse James was a lad

That killed many a man

He robbed the Glendale train

He stole from the rich

And he gave to the poor

He'd a hand and a heart and a brain

Well it was Robert Ford

That dirty little coward

I wonder now how he feels

For he ate of Jesse's bread

And he slept in Jesse's bed

And he laid poor Jesse in his grave

R: Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children

Now they were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr. Howard

And he laid poor Jesse in his grave

2. Well now Jesse was a man

A friend to the poor

He'd never rob a mother or a child

There never was a man with

the law in his hand

That could take Jesse James when alive

It was on a Saturday night

Yeah the moon was

shinin' bright

They robbed

the Glendale train

And the people they did say

o'er many miles away

It was those outlaws yeah Frank

and Jesse James

R: Well Jesse had a wife...

3. Now the people held

their breath

When they heard of

Jesse's death

They wondered how

he'd ever come to fall

Robert Ford it was a fact

He shot Jesse in the back

While Jesse hung a picture

on a wall

Now Jesse went to rest with

his hand on his breast

The devil upon his knee

he was born one day in

the County Clay

And he came from

a solitary race

R: Well Jesse had a wife...