D Jesse James was a man who G rambled through the land And he D robbed many a bank and A7 train He D was the leader man of a G bold and reckless band And D many are the A7 people that were D slain. But, no G more Jesse James; No D more Jesse James They laid poor Jesse in his A7 grave Jesse D went and turned his head; Little G Bobby shot him dead And they D laid poor A7 Jesse in his D grave. (Inst: Banjo/Fiddle) Now Jesse had a wife; Who mourned all her life Because of Jesse's evil ways But she couldn't stay his hand; Or stop the robber band Her grief made her old and gray. Refrain: (Inst: Guitar) But the end it came at last; From a bullet quick and fast >From a comrade he trusted in his band And the deed they said was just; When they laid him in the dust He had been such a terror in the land. Refrain: (Inst: End)