Frank and Jesse James were a product of their environment   They were sent out into the woods by their parents   To forage for berries, truffles, rutabagas and roots of all sorts   Put yourself in their place you'da been mean too      When Jesse James was a lad he killed many a man   He robbed the Glendale train   (Hot darn)   And the people they did say for many miles away   It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James      Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life   Three children, they were brave   But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard   Has laid poor Jesse in his grave      It was on a Saturday night if I remember right   When they robbed that Glendale train   (Your wallet monsieur)   It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the spoils   And he carried Jesse's monies away      Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life   Three children, they were brave   But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard   Has laid poor Jesse in his grave      He was standin' on a chair just a-dustin' pictures there   He thought he heard a noise   When he turned his head around, why that bullet smacked him down   And it laid poor Jesse on the floor      Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life   Three children, they were brave   But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard   Has laid poor Jesse in his grave      Where'd ya learn that John?   Camping, woops      Jesse robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich   He never did a friendly thing   And when his best friend died he was right there by her side   And he lifted off her golden wedding ring      Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life   Three children, they were brave   But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard   Has laid poor Jesse in his grave      Killing 19 people doesn't make a boy all bad