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- It was on a Saturday night,
- stars were shinin' bright,
- He robbed that Union train;
- It was one of the Younger boys
- that gathered all the spoils,
- And carried that money away.
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- Poor Jesse had a wife,
- The love of his life,
- Three children, they were brave,
- But that dirty little coward,
- That shot Mr. Howard,
- He laid poor Jesse in his grave.
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- Jesse James I understand
- killed many a man,
- He robbed that Glendale train,
- But history does record,
- That Bob or Charley Ford
- have laid poor Jesse in his grave.
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- Poor Jesse had a wife,
- The love of his life,
- Three children, they were brave,
- But that dirty little coward,
- That shot Mr. Howard,
- He laid poor Jesse in his grave.
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- It was Robert Ford
- That dirty little coward,
- I wonder how he does feel,
- He ate of Jesse's bread
- and slept in Jesse's bed,
- and laid poor Jesse in his grave.
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