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 little coward,
I how he feel,
For he ate of Jesse's bread and he in Jesse's bed,
Then he laid poor in his grave.

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Well Jesse had a wife to for his life
children now they were brave
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 or a child
There never was a man with the law in his
That could take James alive

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

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Now the people held their when they heard of Jesse's death,
And wondered how he came to fall
Robert Ford,It was a fact,He shot Jesse in the
Jesse hung a picture on the wall

Now Jesse went to rest his hand on his breast,
The devil will be his knee.
He was one day in the County Clay,
And he came from a race.
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