The Ballad Of Jessie James

	  		verse 1 
G 
Jesse James was a lad 
      C            G 
that killed many a man 
                       D7 
He robbed the Glendale train 
    G 
He stole from the rich 
        C           G 
and he gave to the poor 
                   D7         G 
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain 


Chorus 
          C 
Now poor Jesse had a wife 
    G 
to mourn for his life 
                          D7 
Three children they were brave 
          G 
But that dirty little coward 
     C           G 
that shot mister Howard 
               D7           G 
has laid poor Jesse in his grave 


verse 2 
G 
It was on a Wednesday night 
     C                 G 
the moon was shinning bright 
                         D7 
They robbed the Glendale train 
     G 
and folks from miles about 
     C             G 
all said without a doubt 
                 D7               G 
it was robbed by Frank and Jesse James 


Chorus 
          C 
Now poor Jesse had a wife 
    G 
to mourn for his life 
                          D7 
Three children they were brave 
          G 
But that dirty little coward 
      C           G 
that shot mister Howard 
                D7          G 
has laid poor Jesse in his grave 


verse 3 
G 
It was on a Saturday night 
      C            G 
when Jesse was at home 
                       D7 
talking to his family brave 
   G 
A long came Robert Ford 
        C            G 
like a thief in the night 
                   D7           G 
and he laid Jesse James in his grave 


Chorus 
          C 
Now poor Jesse had a wife 
    G 
to mourn for his life 
                          D7 
Three children they were brave 
          G 
But that dirty little coward 
      C           G 
that shot mister Howard 
                D7          G 
has laid poor Jesse in his grave 


verse 4 
G 
Now the people held their breath 
           C                G 
when they heard of Jesse's death 
                                    D7 
and they wondered how Jesse came to die 
        G 
It was one of his gang 
       C             G 
Lord, little Robert Ford 
                   D7          G 
and he shot Jesse James on the sly 


Chorus 
          C 
Now poor Jesse had a wife 
    G 
to mourn for his life 
                          D7 
Three children they were brave 
          G 
But that dirty little coward 
      C           G 
that shot mister Howard 
                D7          G 
has laid poor Jesse in his grave