Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad that many a man,
He the Glendale train,
He stole the rich and he gave to the poor,
He'd a hand and a and a brain.

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

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Well Jesse had a wife to for his life
Three now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward that Mr. Howard
He laid poor in his grave

Jesse was a man, a to the poor,
He'd never rob a mother or a
There was a man with the law in his hand
That could take Jesse alive

It was on a Saturday night and the moon was bright,
They robbed the train,
And people they did say o'er many away
It was those outlaws,Ther're Frank and Jesse

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Now the people their breath when 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 went to rest his hand on his breast,
The devil will be his knee.
He was born one day in the Clay,
And he from a solitary race.
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