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All The Good Times
Angel Band
Banks Of The Ohio
Beautiful Life
Blessings
Boil Them Cabbage Down
Bound To Ride
Bury Me Beneath The Willows
Careless Love
Cider Through A Straw
Cindy
Crawdad Song
Crying Holy
Desperado
Desperation Blues
Dinah
Dixie
Do Lord
Don't Fence Me In
Down In The Boondocks
Down In The Valley
East Virginia Blues
Engine 143
Foggy Mountain Top
Get On Board
Goober Peas
Good Morning Mr. Railroad Man
Good Night Irene
Grandfather's Clock
Hand Me Down My Walking Cane
Hard, Ain't It Hard
He's Got The Whole World In His Hands
Hobo Bill
Home Sweet Home
I Am A Pilgrim
I Don`t Blame Her
I Feel Like Traveling On
I Saw The Light
I Wish I Was Single Again
I'll Fly Away
Jesse James
John Hardy
Lonesome Road Blues
Lonesome Road
Lonesome Valley
Long Journey Home
Lord, I'm Coming Home
Mama Don't Low
Mama Tried
Mammas Don'tLet Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys
My Home's Across The Smokey Mountains
My Old Kentucky Home
New River Train
Nine Pound Hammer
Old Joe Clark
Old Plank Road
Reuben's Train
Roll On Buddy
Roll On The Ground Boys
Run Boy Run!
Rosewood Casket
Sourwood Mountain
Sweet By and By
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot
The Blackest Crow
The Foggy, Foggy Dew
This Train Is Bound For Glory
Turkey In The Straw
Uncle Joe
Wabash Cannonball
Walkin' Boss
When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder
When You And I Were Young Maggie
Whispering Hope
Wildwood Flower
Will The Circle Be Unbroken
Wreck Of The Old 97
key of G

        G
 6  7    8    8 -8  7  
Jes-se James was a lad 

      C              G
7 -7   7     7  7-6  6
w-ho killed man-y a man,

                         D7
 8   8     8    9    8    -8
He robbed the Glen-dale train.

     G
7-8   8     8  -8   7
H-e stole from the rich 

        C           G
 7  -7  -6  -7 -6   6
and he gave to the poor,

                   D7          G
 7  -8   8  -9  8  -8    8 -8   7
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain.

chorus

 G7   C
  7  -9  -9 -9 -9 -9   
Poor Jes-se had a wife 

    G
-9   8    8   -8   7
to mourn for his life,

                           D7
  8     8    8    9    8   -8
Three chil-dren they were brave;

          G
 7   -8    8  8  8  -8   7   7
But that dirt-y lit-tle cow-ard 

     C            G
-7   -6   7  -6   6   6
who shot Mis-ter How-ard

                D7            G
 7    8  -9 8   -8 -8  8 -8    7
has laid po-or Jes-se in his grave.

verse 2
It was Robert Ford, 
that dirty little coward,
I wonder how he does feel,
For he ate Jesse's bread 
and he slept in Jesse's bed
And he laid poor Jesse in his grave.

chorus

verse 3
How the people held their breath
when they heard of Jesse's death,
And wondered how he ever came to die.
It was one of the gang,
called Little Robert Ford
That shot poor Jesse on the sly.

chorus

verse 4
Jesse was a man,
a friend to the poor,
He never would see a man suffer pain,
And with his brother Frank 
he robbed the Chicago bank,
And stopped the Glendale freighter.

chorus