Chords for Bruce Springsteen with the Sessions Band - Jesse James (Live In Dublin)

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Bruce Springsteen with the Sessions Band - Jesse James (Live In Dublin) chords
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[C] [Am]
[D] [Am]
[D] [Am] [G]
[Am] [Em]
[Am] [G]
[Am] [Em] [Am]
[Em]
[C] [E] [A]
[Em] [Am]
[G] [A]
Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man.
He robbed, he landed [E] a train.
He [A] stole from the rich and he gave to the poor.
He had a [E] hand and a heart and [A] a brain.
Well it was Robert Ford, [D] that [A] dirty little coward, wondering how [E] life feels.
[A] He created Jesse's bread [Dm] and he slept in [A] Jesse's bed.
And he laid [E] poor Jesse [A] in his grave.
[D] Little Jesse had a [A] wife who was on her life.
Her children, now they were [E] raised.
But [A] that dirty little coward [D] that shot [A] Mr.
Hart, he laid [E] poor Jesse in his [A] grave.
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
[E] [A] Little Jesse was a man, [D] a friend to [A] the poor.
He'd never rob a mother [E] or a child.
[A] There never was a man [D] with a law [A] in his hand that could take [E] Jesse James [A] when alive.
On a Saturday night, [D] the moon was [A] hanging bright.
They robbed and landed [E] a train.
[A]
People in a cell [D] were fed and [A] bowed to it.
Was a loud [E] noise, they were fragging [A] Jesse James.
[D]
Jesse had a [A] wife who was born for his life.
Her children, now they [E] were raised.
[A] But that dirty little coward [D] that shot [A] Mr.
Hart, he laid [E] poor Jesse [A] in his grave.
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
People had lived bread [D] when they heard [A] of Jesse's death.
They wondered how he'd ever [E] come to fall.
[A] Robert Ford was a fag.
[D] He shot Jesse [A] in the back.
Put a Jesse [E] Humphrey picture on the [A] wall.
Jesse went to rest [D] with his head [A] on his breast.
Devil upon [E] his name.
[A] He was born one day [D] in the [A] county clay.
He came [E] from a [A] solitary race.
[D]
Jesse had a [A] wife who was born for his life.
Her children, now [E] they were raised.
But [A] that dirty little coward [D] that shot [A] Mr.
Hart, he laid [E] poor Jesse [A] in his grave.
[D] [A]
[E] [A]
[D] [A]
[Em] [A]
[D] [Am] [A]
[E] [A]
[E]
[A] [Am] [A]
[Am] [A]
[D] [A]
[E]
[A] [Am] [A]
[Em] [Am] [A]
[N]
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2311
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1321
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2311
Em
121
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1231
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2311
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_ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _
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_ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ [G] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man.
He robbed, he landed [E] a train.
_ He [A] stole from the rich and he gave to the poor.
He had a [E] hand and a heart and [A] a brain.
_ Well it was Robert Ford, [D] that [A] dirty little coward, wondering how [E] life feels.
_ [A] He created Jesse's bread [Dm] and he slept in [A] Jesse's bed.
And he laid [E] poor Jesse [A] in his grave.
[D] Little Jesse had a [A] wife who was on her life.
Her children, now they were [E] raised.
But [A] that dirty little coward [D] that shot [A] Mr.
Hart, he laid [E] poor Jesse in his [A] grave. _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ Little Jesse was a man, [D] a friend to [A] the poor.
He'd never rob a mother [E] or a child.
_ [A] There never was a man [D] with a law [A] in his hand that could take [E] Jesse James [A] when alive. _ _
On a Saturday night, [D] the moon was [A] hanging bright.
They robbed and landed [E] a train.
_ _ _ [A]
People in a cell [D] were fed and [A] bowed to it.
Was a loud [E] noise, they were fragging [A] Jesse James.
_ _ [D]
Jesse had a [A] wife who was born for his life.
Her children, now they [E] were raised.
[A] But that dirty little coward [D] that shot [A] Mr.
Hart, he laid [E] poor Jesse [A] in his grave. _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
People had lived bread [D] when they heard [A] of Jesse's death.
They wondered how he'd ever [E] come to fall.
_ [A] Robert Ford was a fag.
[D] He shot Jesse [A] in the back.
Put a Jesse [E] Humphrey picture on the [A] wall. _ _
Jesse went to rest [D] with his head [A] on his breast. _
Devil upon [E] his name.
_ [A] He was born one day [D] in the [A] county clay.
He came [E] from a [A] solitary race.
_ [D]
Jesse had a [A] wife who was born for his life.
Her children, now [E] they were raised.
But [A] that dirty little coward [D] that shot [A] Mr.
Hart, he laid [E] poor Jesse [A] in his grave. _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
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