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146 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
With the law in their hand, But they didn't have the sand For to take Jesse James alive.
(B) JESSE JAMES
I Jesse James was a man, and he had a robber band; And he flagged down the eastern bound train. Robert Ford watched his eye, And he shot him on the sly, And they laid Jesse James in his grave.
Poor old Jesse, poor old Jesse James, And they laid Jesse James in his grave. f C Robert Ford's pistol ball,
Brought him tumbling from the wall, And they laid Jesse James in his grave.
Jesse James' little wife
Was a moaner all her life,
When they laid Jesse James in his grave.
She earned her daily bread
By her needle and her thread,
When they laid Jesse James in his grave.
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(A) CHARLES GUITEAU
or
JAMES A. GARFIELD
Come all you tender Christians, Wherever you may be, |
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