Key: F
Introduction:
D
Jesse James was a lad
G D
That killed many a man
A
He robbed the Glendale train
D
He stole from the rich
G D
And he gave to the poor
A D
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain
Well it was Robert Ford
G D
That dirty little coward
A
I wonder now how he feels
D
For he ate of Jesse's bread
G D
And he slept in Jesse's bed
A D
And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
G
Well Jesse had a wife
D
To mourn for his life
Three children
A
Now they were brave
D
But that dirty little coward
G D
That shot Mr. Howard
A D
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
G D A
Well Jesse was a man
G D
A friend to the poor
A
He'd never rob a mother or a child
D
There never was a man with
G D
The law in his hand
A D
That could take Jesse James when alive
It was on a Saturday night
G D
Well the moon was shining bright
A
They robbed the Glendale train
D
And people they did say
G D
O'er many miles away
A D
"It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James"
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G D
When they heard of Jesse's death
A
They wondered how he'd ever come to fall
D
Robert Ford it was a fact
G D
He shot Jesse in the back
A D
While Jesse hung a picture on the wall
Jesse went to rest
G D
With his hand on his breast
A
The devil upon his knee
D
He was born one day
G D
In the County Clay
A D
And he came from a solitary race
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