Jessie James

Jessie James
Made it big as a wild west tough guy,
And when he came to town folks would hide.
He hung up his guns saying,"This life ain't fun."
And at the hand of a friend Jessie died.



Jessie James was shot in the back by a trusted friend, Robert Ford on April 3,1882 for the reward offered for his capture Dead or Alive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Wesley Avatar
May 8, 2012 at 2:25 PM
Quite a memory of a legend Judy. There is a wonderful romance that goes along with these outlaws and the stories of them make great entertainment!
Dietrich Avatar
February 15, 2012 at 3:26 PM
I always loving seeing Clerihew, Judy. I enjoyed the review of Jessie james!!
Johnson Avatar
February 14, 2012 at 2:58 AM
little cowards shot poor mr howard, killed poor Jessie James...
Johnson Avatar
February 25, 2012 at 3:40 PM
Yes Judy, Our Ned Kelly outlaw, was trying to form an Irish republic in Victoria so he said, but they hung him and took off his head, the Pommy overlords :)
Johnson Avatar
February 16, 2012 at 3:35 PM
After the civil war you guys had two sides, southerners and carpetbaggers exploiting them....in Australia at the same time, we had exconvicts and deported Irish who sided with the outlaws, bushrangers against the Pommy masters and the rich landowners...
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February 14, 2012 at 4:29 AM
Thanks so much Don. Glad you liked this. What a shame he died just when he was trying to get his life together. God Bless, JB
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