Where he gave his horse chase with a whack

The medallion, we mean—

Has it ever been seen?

Didn’t Jesse James even look back?

Lucky for you, he kept riding

And so the medallion’s still hiding

It serves him right

He had to take flight

Because he was not law abiding

Ducking through tall oaks and pines

On watch for all perils and signs

The pair gazed beyond

And spotted a pond

But they longed for a hideaway blind

They bragged about what they had done

They were hunted by most everyone

With their eyes on the ball

They eluded them all

For the thrill of a life on the run