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 ?


source: Songteksten.nl

lyricist: Paddy McAloon
composer: Paddy McAloon
Artist: Jesse James Bolero
Language: english
Mood: Sentimental; Nostalgic; Striding; Meditative
Theme: Biographical; Celebrities; Violence; World View; Motivation; Crime; Tragedy
Style: Alternative/Indie Rock; College Rock; Punk/New Wave; Synth Pop; Sophisti-Pop