Jesse James.

It was Frank and Jesse James that killed many a manBut they never was outlaws at heart;I wrote this song to tell you how it comeThat Frank and Jesse James got their start
They was living on a farm in the old Missouri hillsWith a silver-haired mother and a home;Now the railroad bullies come to chase them off their landBut they found that Frank and Jesse wouldn’t run
Then a railroad scab, he went and got a bomb And he throwed it at the door And it killed Mrs. James a-sleeping in her bed So Jesse grabbed a big forty-four Yes, Frank and Jesse James was men that was game To stop that high-rolling train And to shoot down the rat that killed Mrs. James They was Two-Gun Frank and Jesse James
Now, a bastard and coward called little Robert FordHe claimed he was Frank and Jesse’s friendMade love to Jesse’s wife and he took Jesse’s lifeAnd he laid poor Jesse in his grave
The people were surprised when Jesse lost his lifeWondered how he ever came to fallRobert Ford, it’s a fact, shot Jesse in the backWhile Jesse hung a picture on the wall
They dug Jesse’s grave and a stone they raisedIt says, “Jesse James lies hereWas killed by a man, a bastard and a cowardWhose name ain’t worthy to appear”
— Woody Guthrie, Jesse James

Jesse James.

It was Frank and Jesse James that killed many a man
But they never was outlaws at heart;
I wrote this song to tell you how it come
That Frank and Jesse James got their start

They was living on a farm in the old Missouri hills
With a silver-haired mother and a home;
Now the railroad bullies come to chase them off their land
But they found that Frank and Jesse wouldn’t run

Then a railroad scab, he went and got a bomb 
And he throwed it at the door 
And it killed Mrs. James a-sleeping in her bed 
So Jesse grabbed a big forty-four 

Yes, Frank and Jesse James was men that was game 
To stop that high-rolling train 
And to shoot down the rat that killed Mrs. James 
They was Two-Gun Frank and Jesse James

Now, a bastard and coward called little Robert Ford
He claimed he was Frank and Jesse’s friend
Made love to Jesse’s wife and he took Jesse’s life
And he laid poor Jesse in his grave

The people were surprised when Jesse lost his life
Wondered how he ever came to fall
Robert Ford, it’s a fact, shot Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a picture on the wall

They dug Jesse’s grave and a stone they raised
It says, “Jesse James lies here
Was killed by a man, a bastard and a coward
Whose name ain’t worthy to appear”

— Woody Guthrie, Jesse James

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