Jesse James Lyrics

(spoken)
Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment
They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries
Truffles, rutabagas and roots of all sorts
Put yourself in their place, you'd a been mean too
When Jesse James was a lad he killed many a man
He robbed the Glendale train
And the people they did say for many miles away
It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James
horus
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
Three children, they were brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave
It was on a Saturday night, if I remember right
When they robbed that Glendale train
It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the spoils
And he carried Jesse's monies away
horus
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
Three children, they were brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave
He was standin' on a chair just a-dustin' pictures there
He thought he heard a noise
When he turned his head around, why that bullet smacked him down
And it laid poor Jesse on the floor
horus
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
Three children, they were brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave
Instrumental
Jesse robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich
He never did a friendly thing
And when his best friend died, he was right there by her side
And he lifted off her golden wedding ring
horus
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
Three children, they were brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave