| Some people think that I must be crazy
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| But my real name is just Jesse James
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| An I left them half-crocked, hard-knocks of black rock county
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| Just to ride on that New Delhi Train
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| Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train
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| Ridin down that New Delhi Line
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| Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train
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| Well I left my love behind
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| Yeah I left my love behind
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| Yeah I’m just a country boy without angels
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| Ahhh just a country boy without gold
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| An I been to silver cities load of rainbows
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| Where I pillaged and I killed and I stole
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| Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train
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| Ridin down that New Delhi Line
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| Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train
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| Well I left my life behind
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| Yeah I left my life behind
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| Then I killed a man named smilin Jordan (Jeer-dun)
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| Yeah I killed him with one of my guns
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| And I knew that I had did what I had not ought to
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| But I welcomed the run from what I’d done
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| Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train
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| Ridin down that New Delhi Line
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| Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train
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| Well I left my guns behind
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| Yeah I left my guns behind |