Jesse James - traditional

Jesse [G]James we understand 
has [C]killed many a [G]man. 
He robbed the Union [D]trains
He [G]stole from the rich
and [C]gave to the [G]poor.
He'd a hand and a [D]heart and a [G]brain

Well it was [G]on Saturday night the 
[C]stars were shining [G]bright. 
They robbed the Glendale [D]train
And the [G]people they did say
for [C]many miles [G]away
It was those outlaws [D]Frank and Jesse [G]James

	Now [C]Jesse had a wife
	Lived a [G]lady all her life
	And children they were [D]brave
	But [G]history does record
	That [C]Bob and Charlie [G]Ford
	Have laid poor [D]Jesse in his [G]grave

Well it was [G]Bob and Charlie Ford
Those [C]dirty little [G]cowards
I wonder how they [D]feel
For they [G]ate of Jesse's bread
and they [C]slept in Jesse's [G]bed
And they laid poor [D]Jesse in his [G]grave

[repeat chorus]