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
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
Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children, now they were brave
That dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Whoah!
Well, 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, the moon was hanging bright
They robbed the Glendale train
People, they did say o’er many miles away
It was those outlaws, they're Frank and Jesse James
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
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
Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children, now they were brave
That dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Whoah!
Well, 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, the moon was hanging bright
They robbed the Glendale train
People, they did say o’er many miles away
It was those outlaws, they're Frank and Jesse James
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