Luyện nghe bài hát Jesse James

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

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

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

was a man, a friend to the poor,
He'd never rob a mother or a
never was a man with the law in his hand
That could take Jesse alive

It was on a Saturday night and the moon was bright,
They robbed the train,
And people they did say many miles away
It was those outlaws,Ther're and Jesse James

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

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