Jesse James

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Jesse James was a lad
     G             D
That killed many a man
                       A
He robbed the Glendale train
   D
He stole from the rich
       G           D
And he gave to the poor
                  A           D
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain

Well it was Robert Ford
     G            D
That dirty little coward
                    A
I wonder now how he feels
       D
For he ate of Jesse's bread
       G                D
And he slept in Jesse's bed
                 A            D
And he laid poor Jesse in his grave

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     G
Well Jesse had a wife
   D
To mourn for his life

 Three children
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              A
Now they were brave
         D
But that dirty little coward
     G        D
That shot Mr. Howard
             A            D
He laid poor Jesse in his grave

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Well Jesse was a man
  G             D
A friend to the poor
                             A
He'd never rob a mother or a child
      D
There never was a man with
    G          D
The law in his hand
                A               
That could take Jesse James when 
 D
alive

It was on a Saturday night
         G                D
Well the moon was shining bright
                         A
They robbed the Glendale train
    D
And people they did say
     G          D
O'er many miles away
                      A        
"It was those outlaws Frank and 
       D
Jesse James"

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Now the people held their breath
          G                D
When they heard of Jesse's death
They wondered how he'd ever come to 
A
fall
       D
Robert Ford it was a fact
        G            D
He shot Jesse in the back
                   A              
While Jesse hung a picture on the 
D
wall

Jesse went to rest
         G           D
With his hand on his breast
                   A
The devil upon his knee
       D
He was born one day
       G      D
In the County Clay
                   A        D
And he came from a solitary race

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