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,
He'd a and a heart and a brain.

Well it was Robert Ford, that dirty coward,
I how he feel,
For he ate of Jesse's and he slept in Jesse's bed,
Then he laid poor 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 laid 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 Jesse James

It was on a Saturday night and the moon was bright,
They robbed the train,
And people they did say 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 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 will be upon his knee.
He was born one day in the Clay,
And he came from a race.
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