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Learning Banjo - Easy Bluegrass Picking

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"Jessie James"

It was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward

I wonder how he does feel

For he ate of Jessie's bread

and slept in Jessie's bed

And he laid poor Jessie in his grave

It was on a Wednesday night and the moon was shining bright

They robbed the Glendale train

And the people they did say

for many miles away

It was robbed by Frank and Jessie James

Jessie James was a man, a friend to the poor

He'd never see a man suffer pain

And with his brother Frank, he robbed the Chicago bank

And stopped the Glendale train

It was his brother Frank who robbed the Gallatin bank And carried the money from the town It was in this very place they had a little race For they shot Captain Sheets to the ground

It was on a Sunday night and Jessie was at home Talking with his family brave Robert Ford came along like a thief in the night And laid poor Jessie in his grave

The people held their breaths when they heard of Jessie's death

And wondered how he came to die

It was one of his gang called Little Robert Ford

He shot poor Jessie on the sly