Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad that killed a man
He robbed the Glendale train, he stole from the
And he to the poor, he'd a hand and a heart, and a brain

Well, it was Robert that dirty little coward
I wonder now how he feels for he ate of bread
And he slept on Jesse's bed, and he laid Jesse in his grave

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

Well, was a man, a friend to the poor
never rob a mother or a child
There never was a man with the law in his
could take Jesse James when alive

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

It was on a Saturday night, when the moon was shining
They the Glendale train and people they did say
"O'er many away, it was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James"

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

Now, the people held breath
When they of Jesse's death
They wondered how ever come to fall

Robert Ford a fact
He shot Jesse in the
Jesse hung a picture on the wall

Jesse to rest with his head on his breast
The upon his knee, he was born one day
In the County Clay and he came a solitary race

Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his
Three children now, they brave
Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr.
He poor Jesse in his grave