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JESSE JAMES (I WONDER WHERE MY POOR OLD JESSE'S GONE) Jesse James was a man that was knowed through all the land For Jesse he was bold and bad and brave But that dirty little coward that shot down Mr. Howard Has went and laid poor Jesse in his grave Oh I wonder where my poor old Jesse's gone Oh I wonder where my poor old Jesse's gone I will meet him in that land where I've never been before And I wonder where my poor old Jesse's gone Jesse and his brother, Frank, they robbed the Gallatin bank And carried the money from the town It was in that very place that they had a little race And they shot Captain Sheets to the ground It was on a Wednesday night and the moon was shining bright They robbed the Glendale train And the agent on his knees, delivered up the keys To the outlaws, Frank and Jesse James It was on a Friday night and the moon was shining bright Bob Ford had been hiding in a cave He had ate of Jesse's bread, he had slept in Jesse's bed But he went and laid poor Jesse in his grave Jesse James was alone a-straightening up his home Stood on a chair to dust a picture frame When Bob Ford fired the ball that pulled Jesse from the wall And he went and laid poor Jesse in his grave Jesse James has gone to rest with his hands upon his breast There's many a man that never knowed his face He was born one day in the county of Clay And he came from a solitary race @west @outlaw @murder recorded by Golden Ring filename[ JESSJAM1 SOF |
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