OLD JOE
CHORUS:
Old joe, when you gonna go, away, away, away?
Ya may be right in the middle of the night
But i never get a chance to say
Dialogue with a demagogue, never get in edgeways
Captain's log with an old bullfrog
Never see the light of day
If you don't see a light in the middle of the night
Better just stay away
We be holding forth with some whiskey on the porch
Shooting shit until the morning breaks
I solicited advice and a bowl of beans and rice
I brought tobacco, joe brought the spice
Then the waitress reappears, she's singing in my ear
I must be wrong for you to be so right
CH.
I solicited advice and a bowl of beans and rice
Ibrought tobacco, joe brought the spice
Then the smoke began to clear there's ringing in my ears
I must be wrong, for you to be so right
CH.
Do words belong in the middle of a song
If they didn't, i'd never get to play
I sing about my woman or political position
And pick the night away