Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

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

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

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

It was on a night if I remember right
When they that Glendale train
(Your monsieur)
It was one of the Younger who gathered in the spoils
And he carried monies away

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

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

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

Where'd ya that John?
Camping,

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

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

Killing 19 people make a boy all bad