Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad killed many a man,
He robbed the train,
He stole from the and he gave to the poor,
a hand and a heart and a brain.

Well it was Ford, that dirty little coward,
I how he feel,
For he ate of Jesse's bread and he slept in bed,
Then he laid Jesse in his grave.

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Well had a wife to mourn for his life
children now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his

was a man, a friend to the poor,
He'd never rob a or a child
There never was a man with the law in his
That could take Jesse James

It was on a Saturday and the moon was shining bright,
robbed the Glendale train,
And people they did say o'er many away
It was outlaws,Ther're Frank and Jesse James

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Now the people held their breath when heard of Jesse's death,
And wondered how he ever came to
Robert Ford,It was a fact,He shot in the back
While Jesse hung a on the wall

Now went to rest with his hand on his breast,
The devil will be his knee.
He was one day in the County Clay,
And he from a solitary race.
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