Jesse James

Jesse James we understand Has killed many a man He robbed the Union trains He stole from the rich and gave to the poor He had a hand and a heart and a brain Well it was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright They robbed the Glendale train And the people they did say from many miles away It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James Now Jesse had a wife Lived a lady all her life Her children they were brave But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Have laid poor Jesse in his grave Well it was Bob and Charlie Ford Those dirty little cowards I wonder how they feel For they ate of Jesse's bread And they slept in Jesse's bed And they laid poor Jesse in his grave Well the people held their breath When they heard of Jesse's death They wondered how he came to fall Well it was Robert Ford in fact Who shot him in the back While he hung a picture on the wall