Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad Killed many men He dropped the pinbell to train He would steal from the rich He would give to the poor He had a hand and heart And a brain that was poor Jesse had a wife To mourn for his life His children were brave But the dirty little coward That shot him, Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in the grave Jesse James Jesse James Oh, Jesse James Was a friend who helped everyone out Cash he stole from the bank When a holdup occurred No one had a doubt Jesse James Jesse James Jesse James Oh, Jesse James Jesse James Jesse James was a lad Killed many men He dropped the pinbell to train He would steal from the rich He would give to the poor He had a hand and heart And a brain that was poor Jesse had a wife To mourn for his life His children were brave But the dirty little coward That shot him, Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in the grave Then one day Robert Ford For the sake of free war He swore an oath to the government And that dirty little coward He shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave That Jesse James Jesse James Jesse James Oh, Jesse James Jesse James Wow Wow Oh, Jesse James That poor little Jesse James Yeah He was barely rich But died real poor Let Mr. Ford Return the reward Jesse James Oh, that Jesse James Wow Wow Wow