Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad that many a man
He robbed the Glendale train, he stole from the
And he to the poor, he'd a hand and a heart, and a brain

Well, it was Robert that dirty little coward
I now how he feels for he ate of Jesse's bread
And he slept on Jesse's bed, and he laid Jesse in his grave

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

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

Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his
Three children now, were brave
Well, that dirty little coward that Mr. Howard
He poor Jesse in his grave

It was on a Saturday night, when the moon was shining
They robbed the Glendale and people they did say
"O'er many away, it was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James"

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

Now, the people their breath
When they heard of death
wondered how he'd ever come to fall

Robert Ford a fact
He Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a on the wall

Jesse went to rest with his head on his
The devil upon his knee, he was one day
In the County Clay and he from a solitary race

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