Jesse was a renegade, danced to his own drum   Growin' wise could wait till tomorrow   Took to a road signposted sorrow      Jesse was a hooligan, jumped right off the rail   There in the cards there in the tarot   Born to despise the straight and the narrow   Jesse was a connoisseur, home cookin' tasted stale      Jesse James Bolero is a dance upon the run   Every step proclaims that he's a wayward son   Jesse James is waiting for the cheap music to stop   Don't goodbye deserve some bach not barbershop ?      Jesse didn't hear the drum suddenly lose time   All his plans crafted, clever   Fated unborn, unfinished forever      Jesse didn't hear the drum stop outside his door   In his dreams destiny towered   In the cold light of day it came as a coward   Jesse didn't hear the drum at the age of thirty four      Jesse James Bolero is a dance upon the run   Every step proclaims that he's a wayward son   Jesse James is waiting for the cheap music to stop   Don't goodbye deserve some bach not barbershop ?      Jesse James Bolero is a dance upon the run   Every step proclaims that he's a wayward son   Jesse James is waiting for the cheap music to stop   Don't goodbye deserve some bach not barbershop ?