[1]
Quick Joey Small
Went a-over the wall
With a ball and chain behind him
Quick Joey Small
Went a-over the wall,
Sent the dogs right out to find him
(All right)
[2]
In a striped prison suit
With no loot, to boot,
He headed for the highway
With his chains still draggin?
He thumbed down a wagon,
Said, "When are you goin? my way?"
And they say now,
Chorus:
Run, Joey!, Joey, run run --
The hounds are on your trail! (Jump up! Jump out!)
Run, Joey! Joey, run run --
They?re gonna send him back to jail!
Bridge:
Sheriff got a shotgun
(He do)
He fill you full of lead, son
(It?s true)
He also gotta blackjack
(He?s mad)
He bust your head with one whack
(And that?s that [?])
Run, Joey! Joey, run run --
The hounds are on your trail!
[3]
Sweet Mary Jane
Might?a gone insane
When she heard of Joey?s jailbreak
But she knew all the while,
?Cos she sent him a file
Baked inside a fudge cake
(And they say, now --)
[4]
(Oh,) Sheriff Jack Banes
Wasn?t [right on?] brains
But he knew one thing for sure
He took some toughs
And a pair a? hand cuffs
And heads for Mary Jane?s door
(And they say, now --)
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