The Long Riders
The hills of Clay County wild and free, an outlaw's dream, the border battle made them brave, with scores to settle along the way. They mounted up, headed north, to Adair town where they shook the earth, they rode the southern borders meeting folks along the way, they seemed polite and always paid, but then they robbed to local bank, they rode long and fast, it was Jesse's way, with the brother Frank beside him they gained the outlaw fame, the fastest bandits of the west, outlaws to some, hero's to the rest. The posse couldn't keep up, the long riders a step ahead, back into Missouri they rode, until the very end.
-G.C. Stevens

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