Old Joe Clark
Wish I had a nickel, wish I had a dime
Wish I had a pretty little girl
To kiss and call her mine
I went down to Old Joe Clarks
I didn't mean no harm
He grabbed up his 44
And shot me through the arm
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
Farethee well I say
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
I'm gonna away to stay
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
Farethee well I say
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
I'm gonna away to stay
Now I've got no money
Got no place to stay
Got no place to lay my head
[Incomprehensible]
Yandor sets her turtle doves
Sitting on yandor pan
You may weep for your true
And I may weep for mine
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
Farethee well I say
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
I'm gonna away to stay
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
Farethee well I say
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
I'm gonna away to stay