Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where'd ya that John?
Camping,

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

Poor Jesse had a wife who for his life
children, they were brave
But that dirty little who shot Mister Howard
Has poor Jesse in his grave

Killing 19 people make a boy all bad