The Ballad of Jesse James

Jesse James was a man that killed many a man
And robbed the Glendale train
Robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor
Had a hand and a heart and a brain

Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children we were brave
But that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave

It was little Robert Ford who like a thief in the night
He shot poor Jesse on the sly
Was not a man in the whole entire land
Could take Jesse James while alive

Was brother Frank yeah he robbed the Galatian bank
Left the poor sheriff in the street
Chased 'em to the mill, caught 'em at the hill
But they never never found their bodies still

Pick it!

It was on a Friday night and the moon was shinin' bright
Stopped that stagecoach down the way
With the agent on his knees he delivered up the keys
To the outlaws Frank and Jesse James

Some called him hero, some called him thief
Probably was both in his time
Saved the widows farm but spread chaos and alarm
Maybe he was driven to his crimes

Song was made by Billy Gascade
Soon as the news did arrive
Said was not no man in the whole entire land
Could take Jesse James while alive

Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children we were brave
But that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard
Has laid... poor Jesse... in his grave