Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Frank and Jesse James were a product of their
were sent out into the woods by their parents
To forage for berries, truffles, rutabagas and roots of all
Put yourself in their place you'da been too

Jesse James was a lad he killed many a man
He robbed the train
(Hot darn)
And the people they did say for many miles
It was robbed by and Jesse James

Poor Jesse had a who mourned for his life
Three children, they brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister
Has laid Jesse in his grave

It was on a Saturday night if I right
they robbed that Glendale train
(Your monsieur)
It was one of the Younger boys who in the spoils
And he carried Jesse's away

Poor had a wife who mourned for his life
Three children, they were
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister
Has laid Jesse in his grave

He was standin' on a just a-dustin' pictures there
He thought he a noise
When he turned his head around, why bullet smacked him down
And it laid poor Jesse on the

Poor had a wife who mourned for his life
Three children, were brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister
Has laid poor in his grave

Where'd ya that John?
Camping,

Jesse from the poor and he gave to the rich
He did a friendly thing
And when his best friend died he was right there by her
And he lifted off her golden ring

Poor Jesse had a who mourned for his life
Three children, they brave
But that dirty coward who shot Mister Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his

Killing 19 people make a boy all bad