Band of Jesse James (Jim Ringer) He's wild as a half-grown child at a grown-up party; Like a mustang dang near tearing down the stall. He's the kind to pay no mind of what he started; He don't care, 'cause he'll be somewhere else by Fall. A wanted man in Reno, he moves on to Coeur D'Alene. You know, that man could've rode with the band of Jesse James. He's a funny son-of-a-gun, he keeps you laughing, But he's a drummer with a bill of goods to sell. He told that girl he loved her, just in passing; Well, he was playing, she's still paying 'cause she fell. He stole that woman's heart just like the outlaws robbed the trains. You know, that man could've rode with the band of Jesse James. He couldn't stay, he slipped away like an outlaw on the run. Wild horses couldn't catch him, you couldn't hold him with a gun. He'll be caught, he ought to know they'll find him. There's no place on the face of the earth that man can hide. And there won't be no one like me to stand behind him. I can't help myself if I act satisfied. So hang him, dang him, I don't care; let the world forget his name. You know, that man could've rode with the band of Jesse James. He'll be caught, he ought to know they'll find him. There ain't no place on the face of the earth that man can hide. And there won't be no one like me to stand behind him. I can't help myself if I act satisfied. So hang him, dang him, I don't care; let the world forget his name. You know, that man could've rode with the band of Jesse James. (Repeat last line) SBK
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