Freedom Fry - Jesse James lyrics

Across the plains of yesterday, Another name wont fade away We'll go back on down the trail to Jesse James Swinging doors to old saloons Missing keys, gone out of tune, We're following the dusty steps of Jesse James Two brothers Two brothers Out to get you And there's nothing you can do In the end The ford brothers The ford brothers Pulled the wool on you Got the money they were due In the end we're all just outlaws, In the end we're all just outlaws - Jesse James Along the streets where ghosts all roam And tumbleweeds now call their home We hear the spurs and smell the smoke of Jesse James Dead enemies all play in dust The memories begin to rust, Heroes come from villains graves, Oh Jesse James, Heroes come from villains graves, Oh Jesse James