Jesse James
Woody Guthrie Lyrics


Just about the worst gun battle
I've ever had in the western plains
When me and a bunch of cowboys
Run on in Jesse James
Come a ka-ka yicky
Come, a ka-ka, yicky yicky yeah

Run into Jesse James, boys
Run into Jesse James
The guns went off like thunder
And the bullets fell like rain
Come a ka-ka yicky
Come, a ka-ka, yicky yicky yeah

The guns went off like lightning
And the bullets fell like hail
Was on our way to Denver
On the old Dodge City trail
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea

And in that bloody battle
With Frank and Jesse James
My partners fell around me
With bullets in their brains
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea

Frank and Jesse James, boys
They robbed that midnight mail
The bank and express station
And broke the county jail
Come a cow-cow yicky,
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea

If you're afraid to fight, boys
If you're afraid to die
You'd better stay out of the Badlands
Where the red hot bullets fly
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea

If you're afraid of dying
If you're afraid of death
You'd better stay at home, boys
Stay out of Jesse's path
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea

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Written by: RY COODER

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Ama Kumarasinghe

Just about the worst gun battle
I've ever had in the western plains
When me and a bunch of cowboys
Run on in Jesse James
Come a ka-ka yicky
Come, a ka-ka, yicky yicky yeah
Run into Jesse James, boys
Run into Jesse James
The guns went off like thunder
And the bullets fell like rain
Come a ka-ka yicky
Come, a ka-ka, yicky yicky yeah
The guns went off like lightning
And the bullets fell like hail
Was on our way to Denver
On the old Dodge City trail
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
And in that bloody battle
With Frank and Jesse James
My partners fell around me
With bullets in their brains
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Frank and Jesse James, boys
They robbed that midnight mail
The bank and express station
And broke the county jail
Come a cow-cow yicky,
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
If you're afraid to fight, boys
If you're afraid to die
You'd better stay out of the Badlands
Where the red hot bullets fly
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
If you're afraid of dying
If you're afraid of death
You'd better stay at home, boys
Stay out of Jesse's path
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Songwriters: Ry Cooder



All comments from YouTube:

Phil Davison

Before I pass away, thanks Woody, Arlo and family. Woody changed the life of a wee Scottish boy. Woody, Mandela and Bobby -- how lucky could a kid be in a given century?

Louise Gowanlock

thanks so much for this collection of tunes T.A Sedlak...history in song

Linda Gimbert

Marty Robbins sang this. He also sang his Billy the Kid

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Hister333

@scarface12347 Arlo Guthrie is a PROFESSIONAL son of Woody Guthrie. If you hear about him doing something, he's probably covering his daddy's song, "This Land is Your Land."

kayleigh paschal

Will be in Okemah Oklahoma Woody's birthplace this week-end for The Woody Guthrie Free Folk Festival. Wonderful festival held there every year on the week-end of his birthday!!!!!

rufufus

thank you much!

Markus Garvey

You right it's very great (wonderfull).

Ama Kumarasinghe

Just about the worst gun battle
I've ever had in the western plains
When me and a bunch of cowboys
Run on in Jesse James
Come a ka-ka yicky
Come, a ka-ka, yicky yicky yeah
Run into Jesse James, boys
Run into Jesse James
The guns went off like thunder
And the bullets fell like rain
Come a ka-ka yicky
Come, a ka-ka, yicky yicky yeah
The guns went off like lightning
And the bullets fell like hail
Was on our way to Denver
On the old Dodge City trail
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
And in that bloody battle
With Frank and Jesse James
My partners fell around me
With bullets in their brains
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Frank and Jesse James, boys
They robbed that midnight mail
The bank and express station
And broke the county jail
Come a cow-cow yicky,
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
If you're afraid to fight, boys
If you're afraid to die
You'd better stay out of the Badlands
Where the red hot bullets fly
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
If you're afraid of dying
If you're afraid of death
You'd better stay at home, boys
Stay out of Jesse's path
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Come a cow-cow yicky
Come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea
Songwriters: Ry Cooder

Aron Carr

@scarface12347 Arlo was his great grandfather, also related to Christopher Columbus & Gene Autry who was the brother laws Uncle.

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