Bandit Cole Younger-Edward L. Crain

[00:04.36]I am a noted highwayman, [00:07.74]Cole Younger is my name; [00:11.54]'Tis deeds and desperation [00:14.45]that brought my name to shame. [00:18.93]Robbing of the Northfield bank is [00:22.42]a thing I'll never deny, [00:25.82]But which I will be sorry of [00:29.40]until the day I die. [00:32.84]We started for old Texas, [00:36.27]that grand old Lone Star State; [00:40.01]'Twas there on Nebraska prairies [00:43.42]the James Boys we did meet. [00:46.88]With knives, gun, and revolvers, [00:50.41]we all sit down to play [00:53.83]A game of good old poker [00:57.07]to pass the time away. [01:00.78]Across Nebraska prairies [01:04.19]a Denver train we spy. [01:07.71]I says to Bob, "We'll rob her [01:11.16]as she goes rolling by." [01:14.79]We saddled up our horses, [01:18.01]northwestward we did go [01:21.54]To the godforsaken country [01:25.25]called Minnie-soh-tee-oh. [01:28.44]I had my eye on the Northfield bank [01:31.75]when brother Bob did say, [01:35.14]"Cole, if you under-to-take the job, [01:38.27]you'll always curse the day." [01:41.79]We stationed out our pickets, [01:45.13]up to the bank did go, [01:48.62]'Twas there upon the counter, [01:51.24]boys, we struck our fatal blow. [01:55.44]Saying, "Hand us out your money, [01:58.18]sir, and make no long delay. [02:02.23]We are the noted Younger boys, [02:05.26]and spend no time in play." [02:08.94]The cashier, being as true as steel, [02:12.15]refused our noted band. [02:15.69]'Twas Jesse James that pulled the trigger [02:18.44]that killed this noble man. [02:22.52]We run for life, for death was near, [02:24.28]four hundred on our trail. [02:29.44]We soon was overtaken [02:32.94]and landed safe in jail. [02:36.48]'Twas there in the Stillwater jail we lay, [02:39.85]a-wearing our lives away. [02:43.12]Two James boys left to tell the tale [02:46.57]of the sad and fateful day. [02:49.07]