Lyric Jesse James Bolero

Jesse was a renegade danced to his own drum

Growin wise could wait til tomorrow

Took to a road signposted sorrow

Jesse was a hooligan jumped right off the rail

There in the cards there in the tarot

Born to despise the straight and the narrow

Jesse was a connoisseur

Home cookin tasted stale

Jesse James bolero is a dance upon the run

Every step proclaims that he s a wayward son

Jesse James is waiting

For the cheap music to stop

Don t goodbye deserve some Bach not barbershop ?

Jesse didn t hear the drum suddenly lose time

All his plans crafted, clever

Fated unborn - Unfinished forever

Jesse didn t hear the drum stop outside his door

In his dreams destiny towered

In the cold light of day it came as a coward

Jesse didn t hear the drum

At the age of thirty-four

Jesse James bolero is a dance upon the run

Every step proclaims that he s a wayward son

Jesse James is waiting

For the cheap music to stop

Don t goodbye deserve some Bach not barbershop ?

Jesse James bolero is a dance upon the run

Every step proclaims that he s a wayward son

Jesse James is waiting

For the cheap music to stop

Don t goodbye deserve some Bach not barbershop ?