Jesse James Songtext
von The Migil 5

Jesse James was a lad
He killed many a man
He robbed the Glendale train (Yee-hoo!)
He robbed from the rich
And he gave to the poor
And he headed hard in the rain

Now poor Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children, they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
Who shot Mr. Howard
Gone lay poor Jesse in his grave

Well, it was on a Wednesday night
When the moon was shining bright
They robbed the Glendale train (Yee-hah!)
All the folks from miles about
They said without a doubt
It was robbed by our friend Jesse James


Now poor Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children, they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
Who shot Mr. Howard
Gone lay poor Jesse in his grave

Woo-hoo!
Yeah!

Now you pull up your pants and you tighten your braces
You all join hands, you′re off to the races
Down the center, there you go
Promenade, do-si-do
Now come on, Grandpa, 'round the floor
You ain′t been swung since, mm, the last war
Way back in '84

All the people held their breath
When they heard about Jesse's death
They wondered how poor Jesse came to die (Yee-hoo!)
It was one of his own gang
Called Little Robin Ford
He shot poor Jesse on the sly


Now poor Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children, they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
Who shot Mr. Howard
Gone lay poor Jesse in his grave

Gone and laid poor Jesse in his grave
Gone and laid poor Jesse in his grave
Gone and laid Jesse James in his grave