Lyrics:
old joe clark
old joe clark, he had a house
eighteen stories high
every story in that house
was filled with chicken pie
round and round, old
Old Joe Clark's a fine old man
Tell you the reason why
He keeps good liquor 'round his house
Good old Rock and Rye
Fare ye well, Old Joe Clark
Old Joe Clark's a fine old man
Tell you the reason why
He keeps good likker 'round his house
Good old Rock and Rye
Fare ye well, Old Joe Clark
Old Joe Clark, the preacher's son
Preached all over the plain
The only text he ever knew
Was high low jack and the game
[Chorus]
Fare thee
Old Joe Clark he had a house
It was sixteen stories high
Every story in that house was filled with Ice cream pie
Around and around it was Old Joe
Fare thee well Old Joe Clark
Fare thee well I say
Fare thee well Old Joe Clark
I'm bound go go away
I will not go to Old Joe's house
I'll tell
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
Farethee well I say
Farethe well Old Joe Clark
I'm bound go go away
I will not go to Old Joe's house
I'll tell ya
Farethee well Old Joe Clark
Farethee well I say
Farethe well Old Joe Clark
I'm bound go go away
I will not go to Old Joe's house
I'll tell ya
[Chorus]
Fare thee well, old Joe Clark. Good-bye, Mitzi Brown.
Fare thee well, old Joe Clark. I'm gonna leave this town. (Repeat last time)
Old
Old Joe Clark he made his mark when cotton was king
And late at night 'neath the shanty light you could hear that banjo ring
It would ring out for
Tennessee just like
That old moonshine
Old Joe Clark Cripple Creek
Annie Get Your Gun
I guess my old time favorite was
That Fox on the Run
Like a fox, like
through Tennessee just like that old moonshine
Old Joe Clark Cripple Creek Annie Get Your Gun
I guess my old time favorite was yhat Fox on the Run
Like
after dark
To hear the fiddler fiddlin' around a tune called Old Joe Clark
We played that show in Tulsa then it was Ft Worth bound
We headed south
to cookin' in her (Eastside!)
Yeah, so what's it gon' be?
Golden black Joe Clark, H.N.I.C.
Regulatin' on any hatin' I see
Some'n good in your hands
who think he Joe Clark
And that's how we do 'round these parts, oh
When you want me to come (holla)
When you want me to come (call me)
When you
who think he Joe Clark
And that's how we do 'round these parts, oh
When you want me to come (holla)
When you want me to come (call me)
When you
Slow poke, Joe Clark, nigga lean on me
Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego
100 bottles, can't even see the table
Dope fiend, a nigga
the entire school around
The whole-the whole entourage, a class so large
Under Joe Clark, "I am the head (nigga) in charge!"
The man-the man with the master
em I lean and mean record to spark
So I can school that ass just like joe clark
Next I translated, my rap is more educated
And made it complicated for
the great mc
Then I throw em I lean and mean record to spark
So I can school that ass just like Joe Clark
Next I translated, my rap is more educated
the heat on me
And what I'm wearin', and what I'm wearin', a long Bigari
Thinkin' I'm Joe Clark, nigga, try to 'lean on me'
But if he is, like Biggie
you could bring it on
The pilot cool, I snuck in the cabin so I could see the storm
Joe Clark the one that they leanin' on
I just took my shoes off
but your boy got a mean plan
To get my team out the ghetto with my boys in stilettos til we rich man
I'mma play Joe Clark when it's hardly norm
Free!
the green
Call that shit Coke Sprite
Wanna lean on me like I'm Joe Clark
Don't ya? Had them fiends on the roof
Like you smoke crack, don't ya?
She say when
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