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Jasse James was a lad
That killed many a man
He robbed the Glendale train
He stole from the rich
And he gave to the poor
He'd a hand and heart and a brain
Well it was Robert Ford
That dirty little coward
I eonder now how he feels
For he ate of Jesse's bread
And he slept in Jesse's bed
And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
Now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well Jesse was a man
A friend to the poor
He'd never rob a mother or a child
There never qas a man with the law in his hand
That could take Jesse James when alive
It was on a Saturday night
Well the moon was shining bright
They robbed the Gelendale train
And pelople they did say oér many miles away
It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James
Well Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
Now they were brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jasse in his grave
Now the people held their breath
When they heard of Jesse's death
They wondered how he'd ever como to fall
Robert Ford it was a fact
He shot Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a picture on the wall
Jesse went to rest with his head on his breast
The devil upon his knee
He was born one day in County Clay
And he came from a solitary race
Well Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
Now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward
That shot at Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jasse in his grave
Jasse James era un muchacho
Que mató a muchos hombres
Robó el tren de Glendale
Robaba a los ricos
Y le dio a los pobres
Él había una mano y el corazón y el cerebro de un
Bien, era Robert Ford
Ese cobarde sucio
Yo eonder ahora cómo se siente
Para él comió del pan de Jesse
Se durmió en la cama de Jesse
Y él puso mala Jesse en su tumba
Bueno Jesse tenía una esposa
Para llorar por su vida
Tres niños
Ahora ellos eran valientes
Bueno, eso cobarde sucio
Ese tiro Sr. Howard
Puso pobre Jesse en su tumba
Bueno Jesse era un hombre
Un amigo de los pobres
Nunca había robar a una madre o un niño
Nunca QAS un hombre con la ley en la mano
Eso podría llevar Jesse James en vida
Era una noche de sábado
Bueno, la luna estaba brillando
Ellos robaron el tren Gelendale
Y pelople que hicieron decir a muchos kilómetros de distancia o
Fueron esos forajidos Frank y Jesse James
Bueno Jesse tenía una esposa
Para llorar por su vida
Tres niños
Ahora ellos eran valientes
Pero ese pequeño y sucio cobarde
Ese tiro Sr. Howard
Puso Jasse pobre en su tumba
Ahora las personas contuvieron la respiración
Cuando se
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Bruce Springsteen
Jesse James
Jesse James
Jasse James was a lad
That killed many a man
He robbed the Glendale train
He stole from the rich
And he gave to the poor
He'd a hand and heart and a brain
Well it was Robert Ford
That dirty little coward
I eonder now how he feels
For he ate of Jesse's bread
And he slept in Jesse's bed
And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
Now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well Jesse was a man
A friend to the poor
He'd never rob a mother or a child
There never qas a man with the law in his hand
That could take Jesse James when alive
It was on a Saturday night
Well the moon was shining bright
They robbed the Gelendale train
And pelople they did say oér many miles away
It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James
Well Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
Now they were brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jasse in his grave
Now the people held their breath
When they heard of Jesse's death
They wondered how he'd ever como to fall
Robert Ford it was a fact
He shot Jesse in the back
While Jesse hung a picture on the wall
Jesse went to rest with his head on his breast
The devil upon his knee
He was born one day in County Clay
And he came from a solitary race
Well Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
Now they were brave
Well that dirty little coward
That shot at Mr. Howard
He laid poor Jasse in his grave
Bruce Springsteen
Jesse James
Jesse James
Jasse James era un muchacho
Que mató a muchos hombres
Robó el tren de Glendale
Robaba a los ricos
Y le dio a los pobres
Él había una mano y el corazón y el cerebro de un
Bien, era Robert Ford
Ese cobarde sucio
Yo eonder ahora cómo se siente
Para él comió del pan de Jesse
Se durmió en la cama de Jesse
Y él puso mala Jesse en su tumba
Bueno Jesse tenía una esposa
Para llorar por su vida
Tres niños
Ahora ellos eran valientes
Bueno, eso cobarde sucio
Ese tiro Sr. Howard
Puso pobre Jesse en su tumba
Bueno Jesse era un hombre
Un amigo de los pobres
Nunca había robar a una madre o un niño
Nunca QAS un hombre con la ley en la mano
Eso podría llevar Jesse James en vida
Era una noche de sábado
Bueno, la luna estaba brillando
Ellos robaron el tren Gelendale
Y pelople que hicieron decir a muchos kilómetros de distancia o
Fueron esos forajidos Frank y Jesse James
Bueno Jesse tenía una esposa
Para llorar por su vida
Tres niños
Ahora ellos eran valientes
Pero ese pequeño y sucio cobarde
Ese tiro Sr. Howard
Puso Jasse pobre en su tumba
Ahora las personas contuvieron la respiración
Cuando se
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
