Frank and Jesse James were a product of their environment They were sent out into the woods by their parents To forage for berries, truffles, rutabagas and roots of all sorts Put yourself in their place you'da been mean too When Jesse James was a lad he killed many a man He robbed the Glendale train (Hot darn) And the people they did say for many miles away It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life Three children, they were brave But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in his grave It was on a Saturday night if I remember right When they robbed that Glendale train (Your wallet monsieur) It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the spoils And he carried Jesse's monies away Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life Three children, they were brave But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in his grave He was standin' on a chair just a-dustin' pictures there He thought he heard a noise When he turned his head around, why that bullet smacked him down And it laid poor Jesse on the floor Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life Three children, they were brave But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in his grave Where'd ya learn that John? Camping, woops Jesse robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich He never did a friendly thing And when his best friend died he was right there by her side And he lifted off her golden wedding ring Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life Three children, they were brave But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in his grave Killing 19 people doesn't make a boy all bad © UNICHAPPELL MUSIC INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com