The ballad of Frank and Jesse James
I wanna be buried next to Jesse James
I wanna be buried next to Jesse James
He was a family man
He made his living robbing trains
Frank and Jesse James
Jesse was a soldier
So was brother Frank
From the cup of humiliation
Both brothers drank
Frank and Jesse James
When I die give me no words of praise
Just say I was an outlaw
And I rode with Jesse James
Frank and Jesse James
I turned my back to Jesse
Like Judas did to Christ
He was my best friend
But I had a passion for his wife
Frank and Jesse James
A jealous hearted man will do most anything
For the death of Jesse, I am to blame
Frank and Jesse James
Give me no funeral
No words of sympathy
Give me no funeral
No words of sympathy
Just bury me next to Jesse
Underneath the tall oak tree
Frank and Jesse James
Frank and Jesse James
Frank and Jesse James