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Jesse James (Traditional)

CFC
Jesse James was a lad, he killed many a man, He
CGG7C
robbed the Glendale train. He stole from the
FC
rich and he gave to the poor, He'd a hand and a
G7C
heart and a brain.
[chorus]:
    FC
    Oh, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his
    CGG7
    life. Three children, they were brave.
    CC7F
    But that dirty little coward that shot
    CCG7
    Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in
    C
    his grave.
CF
It was on a Saturday night, the moon was shining
CCGG7
bright, They robbed the Glendale train. With
     
CFC
the agent on his knees, he delivered up the keys
CG7C
To the outlaws Frank and Jesse James.
[chorus]
CF
The people held their breath when they heard of
CC
Jesse's death, They wondered how he ever came to
GG7CF
fail. Robert Ford, it was a fact, shot Jesse
CCG7
in the back While Jesse hung a picture on the
C
wall.
[chorus]
CFC
Oh, Jesse was a man, a friend of the poor, He'd
CGG7C
never rob a mother or a child. He stole from
FCC
the rich and he gave to the poor, So they shot
G7C
Jesse James on the sly.
     
[chorus]
CFC
Well, this song was made by Billy Gashade As
CGG7C
soon as the news did arrive. He said there
FC
was no man with the law in his hand Who could
CG7C
take Jesse James when alive.
[chorus]

Jesse James (Traditional)                             soon as the news did arrive.  He said there       
                                                      was no man with the law in his hand Who could     
Jesse James was a lad, he killed many a man, He       take Jesse James when alive.                      
robbed the Glendale train.  He stole from the                                                           
rich and he gave to the poor, He'd a hand and a       [chorus]                                          
heart and a brain.                                                                                      
                                                                                                        
[chorus]:                                                                                               
    Oh, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his                                                               
    life. Three children, they were brave.                                                              
    But that dirty little coward that shot                                                              
    Mister Howard Has laid poor Jesse in                                                                
    his grave.                                                                                          
                                                                                                        
It was on a Saturday night, the moon was shining                                                        
bright, They robbed the Glendale train.  With                                                           
the agent on his knees, he delivered up the keys                                                        
To the outlaws Frank and Jesse James.                                                                   
                                                                                                        
[chorus]                                                                                                
                                                                                                        
The people held their breath when they heard of                                                         
Jesse's death, They wondered how he ever came to                                                        
fail.  Robert Ford, it was a fact, shot Jesse                                                           
in the back While Jesse hung a picture on the                                                           
wall.                                                                                                   
                                                                                                        
[chorus]                                                                                                
                                                                                                        
Oh, Jesse was a man, a friend of the poor, He'd                                                         
never rob a mother or a child.  He stole from                                                           
the rich and he gave to the poor, So they shot                                                          
Jesse James on the sly.                                                                                 
                                                                                                        
[chorus]                                                                                                
                                                                                                        
Well, this song was made by Billy Gashade As