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Jesse James

par Vil Coyotte 3 Mars 2010, 16:45 Paroles de chansons

Jesse James was a boy
Who 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

It wa Robert Ford in fact
That dirty little coward
I wonder how he does feel
For he ate Jesse's bread
And he slept Jesse's bed
Then laid poor Jesse in is grave

     Refrain :
     Poor Jesse had a wife
     T mourn for his life
     Three children they where brave
     But that dirty little coward
     That shot mister Howard
     Has laid poor Jesse in his grave

Jesse was a man
A friend to the poor
He never would see a man suffer pain
And with his brother Frank
He robbed the Chicago bank
And he stopped the Glendale train

Lt was his brother Frank
That robbed the Gallatin
And carried the money from the town
Lt was is in this very place
That they had a little race
For they shot captain sheets to the ground


Then they whent to the crossing
Not very far from there
And ther, they did the same
With the agent on his knees
He delivered up the kees
To the outlaws Frank and Jesse James

It was on the saturday night
Jesse was at home
Talking with his family brave
Robert Ford come along
Like a thief in the night
And laid poor Jesse in his grave


The people held there breath
When they heard of Jesse's death
And wondered how he came to die
It was one of the gang
Called little Robert Ford
He shot poor Jesse on the sly


This song was made
By Billy Gashade
As sson as the news did arrived
He said there was no man
with the law in his hand
Who could take Jesse James when alive

     Refrain 2
     Now Jesse had a wife
     Lived a lady all her life
     Her children they where brave
     But history does record
     That Bob and Charlie Ford
     Have laid poor Jesse in his grave
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