Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad killed many a man,
He robbed the train,
He stole from the rich and he to the poor,
He'd a hand and a and a brain.

Well it was Robert Ford, that little coward,
I how he feel,
For he ate of Jesse's bread and he slept in bed,
he laid poor Jesse in his grave.

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

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

It was on a Saturday and the moon was shining bright,
robbed the Glendale train,
And people they did say o'er miles away
It was outlaws,Ther're Frank and Jesse James

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Now the people held their breath when they heard of death,
And wondered how he ever came to
Ford,It was a fact,He shot Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a picture on the

Now Jesse to rest with his hand on his breast,
The devil be upon his knee.
He was one day in the County Clay,
And he came from a race.
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