Jesse James
DJesse James was a man, the Gfinest in the land
DHe robbed the Glendale trAain
DHe stole from the rich and Ggave to the poor
DHe had a heAart, a soul and a brDain
It was on a Friday night the moon was shining bright
They robbed the Glendale train
And people all did say, from many miles away
It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James
GJesse had a wife who mourned for his lDife
Three children, they were brAave
DThat dirty little coward who shGot Mr. Howard
Has lDaid Jesse JaAmes in his grDave
It was Robert Ford that dirty little coward
I wonder how he does feel
For he ate of Jesse's bread and slept in Jesse's bed
and he laid Jesse James in his grave
He was standing on a chair just dustin' a picture there
Thought that he heard a noise
He turned his head around and the bullet smashed him down
and they laid poor Jesse on the floor
People held their breath
when they heard about his death
wondered how he ever came to fall
It was Robert Ford, that little coward,
shot Jesse while he hung a picture on the wall