Jesse James

It was on a Wednesday night the moon was shining bright

They robbed the Glendale train

And the people they did say for many miles away

It was the outlaws Frank and Jesse James

Jesse had a wife to mourn all her life

Their children they are brave

It was a dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard

They laid Jesse James in his grave

It was Robert Ford the dirty little coward

I wonder how he does feel

For he ate of Jesse bread and he slept in Jesse bed

Then he laid Jesse James in his grave

Jesse had a wife to mourn all her life

Their children they are brave

It was a dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard

They laid Jesse James in his grave

It was his brother Frank that robbed the Gallatin bank

And carried the money from the town

It was in this very place that they had a little race

For they shot captain sheets to the ground

They went to the crossing not very far from there

And there they did the same

And the agent on his knees he delivered up the keys

To the outlaws Frank and Jesse James

Jesse had a wife to mourn all her life

Their children they are brave

It was a dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard

They laid Jesse James in his grave

It was on a Saturday night Jesse was at home

Talking to his family brave

When the thief and the coward a little Robert Ford

Laid Jesse James in his grave

How people held their breath when they heard of Jesse death

And wondered how he ever came to die

It was one of the gang dirty Robert Ford

That shot Jesse James on the sly

Jesse had a wife to mourn all her life

Their children they are brave

It was a dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard

They laid Jesse James in his grave

Jesse went to rest with his hand on his breast

The devil will be upon his knee

He was born one day in the county of clay

And came from the solitary race

Jesse had a wife to mourn all her life

Their children they are brave

It was a dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard

They laid Jesse James in his grave

They laid Jesse James in his grave