Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad that killed a man,
He the Glendale train,
He stole from the and he gave to the poor,
a hand and a heart 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,
Then he laid Jesse in his grave.

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Well had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children now they brave
Well that dirty little coward shot Mr. Howard
He laid 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 take Jesse alive

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

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

Now Jesse went to rest with his 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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