Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where'd ya learn that
Camping,

robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich
He never did a thing
And when his best died he was right there by her side
And he lifted off her golden wedding

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

Killing 19 people doesn't a boy all bad