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Jesse James - Pete Seeger

Jesse James was a lad

That killed many a man

He robbed the Glendale train

He stole from the rich

And he gave to the poor

He'd a hand and a heart and a brain

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave

They were very poor

Well that dirty little coward

I wonder now how he feels

For he ate of Jesse's bread

And he slept on Jesse's bed

And he laid poor Jesse in his grave

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave

Well Jesse was a man

A friend to the poor

He'd never rob a mother or a child

And there never was a man with

The law in his hand

That could take Jesse James when alive

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave

It was on a Saturday night

When the moon was shining bright

They robbed the Glendale train

And people they did say

O'er many miles away

It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

But that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave

Now the people held their breath

When they heard of Jesse's death

They wondered how he'd ever

Come to fall

Robert Ford it's a fact

He shot Jesse in the back

While Jesse hung a picture on the wall

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave

Jesse went to rest

With his head on his breast

The devil will upon his knee

He was born one day

In the County Clay

And he came from a

Solitary race

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave

Well Jesse had a wife

To mourn for his life

Three children now

They were brave

Well that dirty little coward

That shot Mr Howard

He laid poor Jesse in his grave