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letra de jesse james (live in dublin) - bruce springsteen

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jesse james was a lad that k!lled many a man
he robbed the glendale train
he stole from the rich and he gave to the poor
he’d a hand and a heart and a brain

well it was robert ford, that dirty little coward
wonder now how he feels
for he ate of jesse’s bread and he slept in jesse’s bed
and he laid poor jesse in his grave

poor jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
three children now they were brave
well that dirty little coward that shot mr. howard
he laid poor jesse in his grave

whoah!

well, jesse was a man, a friend to the poor
he’d never rob a mother or a child
well there never was a man with the law in his hand
that could take jesse james when alive

it was on a sat-rday night, the moon was hanging bright
they robbed the glendale train
people they did say o’er many miles away
it was those outlaws, they’re frank and jesse james

well jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
three children now they were brave
that dirty little coward that shot mr. howard
he laid poor jesse in his grave

the people held their breath when they heard of jesse’s death
they wondered how he’d ever come to fall
robert ford, it was a fact, he shot jesse in the back
while jesse hung a picture on the wall

jesse went to rest with his head on his breast
the devil upon his knee
he was born one day, yeah in the county clay
and he came from a solitary race

jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
three children now they were brave
that dirty little coward that shot mr. howard
he laid poor jesse in his grave

thank you, dublin! thank you!

- bruce springsteen

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