Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad that many a man,
He the Glendale train,
He from the rich and he gave to the poor,
He'd a and a heart 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,
Then he laid Jesse in his grave.

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Well Jesse had a to mourn for his life
Three now they were brave
Well that dirty coward that shot Mr. Howard
He poor Jesse in his grave

was a man, a friend to the poor,
He'd rob a mother or a child
There was a man with the law in his hand
That could take Jesse alive

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

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

Now went to rest 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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