Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

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

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

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

It was on a Saturday night if I remember
When they robbed that train
(Your monsieur)
It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the
And he carried Jesse's monies

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

He was standin' on a chair just pictures there
He thought he heard a
When he his head around, why that bullet smacked him down
And it laid poor on the floor

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

Where'd ya learn that
Camping,

Jesse robbed the poor and he gave to the rich
He never did a friendly
And when his friend died he was right there by her side
And he off her golden wedding ring

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

19 people doesn't make a boy all bad