Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

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

Well it was Robert Ford, that dirty 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 children now they brave
that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
He poor Jesse in his grave

was a man, a friend to the poor,
He'd never rob a mother or a
There never was a man the law in his hand
That could take James alive

It was on a Saturday night and the 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 breath when heard of Jesse's death,
And wondered how he came to fall
Ford,It was a fact,He shot Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a picture on the

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