Frank And Jesse James
On a small Missouri farm
Back when the west was young
Two boys learned to rope and ride
And be handy with a gun
War broke out between the states
And they joined up with Quantrill
And it was over in Clay county
That Frank and Jesse finally learned to kill
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the rivers and the range
Keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James
After Appomattox they were on the loosing side
So no amnesty was granted
And as outlaws they did ride
They rode against the railroads,
And they rode against the banks
And they rode against the governor
Never did they ask for a word of thanks
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the prairies and the plains
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Robert Ford, a gunman
Did exchange for his parole
Took the life of James the outlaw
Which he snuck up on and stole
No one knows just where they came to be misunderstood
But the poor Missouri farmers knew
Frank and Jesse do the best they could
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Keep on riding, riding, riding
'Til you clear your names
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Across the rivers and the range
Keep on riding, riding, riding
Frank and Jesse James
Frank e Jesse James
Em uma pequena fazenda no Missouri
Quando o oeste ainda era jovem
Dois meninos aprenderam a laçar e montar
E a manusear uma arma
A guerra estourou entre os estados
E eles se juntaram a Quantrill
E foi em Clay County
Que Frank e Jesse finalmente aprenderam a matar
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Frank e Jesse James
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Até limparem seus nomes
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Atravessando os rios e as serranias
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando Frank e Jesse James
Depois de Appomattox, eles estavam do lado perdedor
Então nenhuma anistia foi concedida
E como foras da lei, eles cavalgavam
Eles lutaram contra as ferrovias,
E lutaram contra os bancos
E enfrentaram o governador
Nunca pediram uma palavra de agradecimento
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Frank e Jesse James
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Até limparem seus nomes
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Atravessando as pradarias e as planícies
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Frank e Jesse James
Robert Ford, um pistoleiro
Trocou sua liberdade condicional
Tirou a vida de James, o fora da lei
Que ele surpreendeu e matou
Ninguém sabe exatamente onde se perderam
Mas os pobres fazendeiros do Missouri sabiam
Que Frank e Jesse faziam o melhor que podiam
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Frank e Jesse James
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Até limparem seus nomes
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Atravessando os rios e as serranias
Continuem cavalgando, cavalgando, cavalgando
Frank e Jesse James