©Terry Talbot


LET ME TELL YOU BOUT A MAN JOE CLARK WAS HIS NAME
BRUNG ME UP AS BEST HE COULD AND LOVED ME JUST THE SAME
OLD JOE USED TO CLEAN THE BAR LIQUIOR WAS HIS PAY
NEVER SAVED A GOLDEN EAGLE DRANK IT ALL AWAY

FARE THEE WELL OLD JOE CLARK
GOOD BY BETSY BROWN
FARE THEE WELL OLD JOE CLARK
I’M GONNA LEAVE THIS TOWN

MEET A GIRL IN ARKANSTOOK HER WITH A FIGHT
BUSTED JAIL THAT AFTERNOON
MARRIED HER THAT NIGHT

OLD JOE CLARK WALKED DOWN TOWN BACKWARDS
PEOPLE ASKED HIM WHY
“I CAN GO FOR ONE MORE DRINK
WHILE WAVIN YOU GOODBYE"