Jesse James

Lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 I wonder now how he feels For he ate of Jesse's bread, and he slept in Jesse's bed Then he laid poor Jesse in his grave [Chorus] Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children, now they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave [Violin solo] [Verse 2] That 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, and the moon was shining bright They robbed the Glendale train And the people they did say over many miles away "It was those outlaws, they're Frank and Jesse James!" [Chorus] Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children, now they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave [Accordion solo] [Verse 3] Now the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death They wondered how he'd ever come to fall Robert Ford, it was a fact, he shot Jesse in the back While Jesse hung a picture on the wall Now Jesse went to rest with his hand on his breast The devil upon his knee He was born one day in the County Clay And he came from a solitary race [Chorus] Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children, now they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave Woah! [Instrumental outro]