Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad killed many a man,
He the Glendale train,
He stole the rich and he gave to the poor,
He'd a hand and a and a brain.

Well it was Robert Ford, dirty little coward,
I how he feel,
For he ate of Jesse's and he slept in Jesse's bed,
he laid poor Jesse in his grave.

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

Jesse was a man, a to the poor,
He'd never rob a or a child
There never was a man the law in his hand
could take Jesse James alive

It was on a Saturday and the moon was shining bright,
robbed the Glendale train,
And people they did say o'er many miles
It was those outlaws,Ther're Frank and Jesse

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Now the held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death,
And how he ever came to fall
Robert Ford,It was a fact,He shot Jesse in the
While Jesse hung a on the wall

Now Jesse went to with his hand on his breast,
The devil will be his knee.
He was born one day in the Clay,
And he came a solitary race.
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