The Pogues - Jesse James Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: Jesse James by The Pogues at LyricsKeeper.com.
Jesse James
| Jesse James Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For Jesse James By The Pogues?
Jesse James we understand
Has killed many a man He robbed the union trains He stole from the rich And gave to the poor He'd a hand and a heart And a brain Now Jesse had a wife Lived a lady all her life And children they were brave But history does record That Bob and Charlie ford Have laid poor Jesse in his grave Well it was on Saturday night The stars were shining bright They robbed the Glendale train And the people they did say For many miles away It was those outlays Frank and Jesse James Now Jesse had a wife Lived a lady all her life And children they were brave But history does record That Bob and Charlie ford Have laid poor Jesse in his grave Well it was Bob and Charlie ford Those dirty little cowards I wonder how they feel For they ate of Jesse's bread And they slept in Jesse's bed And they laid poor Jesse in his grave Now Jesse had a wife Lived a lady all her life And children they were brave But history does record That Bob and Charlie ford Have laid poor Jesse in his grave Well the people held their breath When they heard of Jesse's death They wondered how he came to fall Well it was Robert ford in fact Who shot him in the back While he hung a picture on the wall |
Who Wrote Jesse James By The Pogues?
Traditional, Wannberg
|
What's The Duration Of The Jesse James By The Pogues?The duration of Jesse James is 2:59 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Chris Buzzelli: Where or When It seems we stood and talked like this before…
- Giovanni Maradi: The Sadow of Your Smile The shadow of your smile…
- Hammer: Pumps and a Bump Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump, we like the girls with the pumps and a bump…
- Whip Montez: Chillin I don't care, Sermon, ayo, Talib Kweli…
- Remo Palmieri: All The Things You Are You are the promised kiss of springtime…