Canyon Joe

Well I live in the canyon

Where the old coyotes howl

And they come down from the mountains when the dogs begin to growl

And they meet up in the darkness where they fight until the death

When the morning sun is rising I will bury who they left

And oh, they call me Canyon Joe

And I stay in the cabin

Where I work my hands to bleed

Swing the hammer to the nail

And I swing the axe onto the tree

And I once cleared these woods

-yeah there used to be a path

And now the trees have overgrown just to prove that nothing lasts

And oh, they call me Canyon Joe

The old man went crazy

He lives high up on the ridge

He used to tell me all the stories of the church house and the bridge

But the bridge, she washed away your sin

The church house- it got burned

'Cause this world has gone angry and some people never learn

And oh, they call me Canyon Joe

And I once loved a woman

Georgia was her name

And we met out in the foothills of the Ozark Mountain Range

And we saw the world together

And these sparks that we love most

She still comes to me in dreams

I am still haunted with her ghost

And oh, they call me Canyon Joe

And all my thoughts are heavy

My beard, it has grown long

And I search the face of six-strings for an old familiar song

But the chords, they all sound foreign like the places I have been

So I close my eyes to sleep

Tomorrow I will try again

And oh, they call me Canyon Joe

Oh, oh, they call me Canyon Joe

Singing oh, oh, they call me Canyon Joe