Jesse James

Harry Mclintock

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    How the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death
    Wondered how he came to die
    For the big gray war, the little Robert Ford shot Jesse James on the sly
    It was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward
    I wonder how he does feel?
    For he eat Jesse's bread and he slept in Jesse's bed
    Then he laid Jesse James in his grave

    Jesse leaves a wife that will mourn all her life
    The children that he left will pray
    For Bob, for the coward that shot Mr. Howard
    And laid Jesse James in his grave

    Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor, he'd never see a man suffer pain
    But with his brother Frank
    He robbed the Springfield bank and stopped the Glendale train
    It was his brother Frank that robbed the Gallatin bank
    And carried the money from the town
    It was in this very place, they had a little chase
    And they shot Captain Sheets to the ground

    Jesse leaves a wife that will mourn all her life
    The children that he left will pray
    For Bob, for the coward that shot Mr. Howard
    And laid Jesse James in his grave

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    They went to the crossing not very far from there
    And there they did the same
    For the agent on his knees delivered up the keys
    To the outlaws Frank and Jesse James
    T'was on a Saturday night and Jesse was at home
    Talk'n with his family brave
    Bob Ford came along like a thief in the night
    And laid Jesse James in his grave

    Oh they laid poor Jesse in his grave yes Lord
    They layed Jesse James in his grave
    Oh he took from the rich and gave it to the poor
    But they laid Jesse James in his grave

    Jesse went to his rest with his hand on his breast
    The devil will be upon his knee
    He was born one day in the county of Clay and came from a solitary race
    Now men when you go out into the West, never be afraid to die
    They had the law in their hands, but they didn't have the sand
    To take Jesse James alive

    Jesse leaves a wife that will mourn all her life
    The children that he left will pray
    For Bob, for the coward that shot Mr. Howard
    And laid Jesse James in his grave

    Oh they laid poor Jesse in his grave, yes Lord
    They layed Jesse James in his grave
    Oh he took from the rich and he gave it to the poor
    But they layed Jesse James in his grave

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