I shot Jesse James, he was bound to do me inHe and my brother were mighty good friendsThey call me Bobby FordAnd I shot Jesse JamesIt was April the third, 1882Missouri told me that I'd come dueOn that cloudy dayI shot Jesse JamesI shot Jesse James, but it didn't do me any goodIf I could take it back, boysDon't you think I would?I shot Jesse JamesCreede, Colorado, I spent my last daysReadin' my fortune in a diamond and spadesI heard O'Kelley say"You shot Jesse James"I shot Jesse James, but it didn't do me any goodIf I could take it back, boysDon't you think I would?I shot Jesse JamesAnd I could not see the costIf I'm bein' honest, I thought I'd hear applauseI shot Jesse JamesAnd we ended up the sameI shot Jesse James, I just had to do him inHe and my brother were awfully good friendsThey call me Robert FordAnd I shot Jesse JamesHello, BobHow's Jesus look to you now?
