Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad that many a man,
He the Glendale 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 bread and he slept in Jesse's bed,
he laid poor Jesse in his grave.

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

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

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

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

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