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(spoken)
G
Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment
                   D                                                     G
They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries
                        C                  G
Truffles, rutabagas and roots of all sorts
                             D                     G
Put yourself in their place, you'd a been mean too

[Verse]
                              C
When Jesse James was a lad he killed many a man
   G                   D
He robbed the Glendale train
        G                       C
And the people they did say for many miles away
       G         D               G
It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James

[Chorus]
     C                    G
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
                          D
Three children, they were brave
         G                       C
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
    G         D            G
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave

[Verse]
                               C
It was on a Saturday night, if I remember right
          G                    D
When they robbed that Glendale train
       G                           C
It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the spoils
       G               D       G
And he carried Jesse's monies away

[Chorus]
     C                    G
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
                          D
Three children, they were brave
         G                       C
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
    G         D            G
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave

[Verse]
                                  C                       G
He was standin' on a chair just a-dustin' pictures there
                      D
He thought he heard a noise
        G                                C
When he turned his head around, why that bullet smacked him down
       G         D            G
And it laid poor Jesse on the floor

[Chorus]
     C                    G
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
                          D
Three children, they were brave
         G                       C
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
    G         D            G
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave

[Instrumental]
G  C  G  D  G  C  G D G

[Verse]
                                  C
Jesse robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich
   G                    D
He never did a friendly thing
    G                                 C
And when his best friend died, he was right there by her side
       G              D              G
And he lifted off her golden wedding ring

[Chorus]
     C                    G
Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life
                          D
Three children, they were brave
         G                       C
But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard
    G         D            G
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave