[The Ballad Of Jesse James]



I dreamt I was in heaven

among the angel's gold

feeded by a pleasant hand

that dealt the playing cards

no sorts of bones whatever

creeping on the ground

'cause bonds of faith may always sever

but my gun is still around

now I just found a game

like a mortal upper story

play the final showdown scene

'til you are gone to glory

both friends and foes agree

accused of breaking laws

there is no money in this secret box

the fodder to my purse

maybe I am wrong

maybe I am right

maybe I'm not strong enough

maybe I will die

like a tawny snake

in a torrid clime

the twilight

'til the dawn of time

maybe I disclaim my honour

maybe I will jumping down the running train -

jumping down the running train

- jumping down the running train

the ballade of Jesse James

there was a little lady

she was twined in golden hair

don't want to take her to my heart

'cause dollars doesn't smell

she felt down on her knees

I cant forget the sound

'cause bonds of faith may always sever

but my gun is still around

from the deepground of the ocean

to the top of mountains high

where love threw up the sponge

fear got the upper hand

an insidious bullet from behind

the coffin let me learn

there's no money in this secret box

just fodder to the worms

maybe...