Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey, Joe
You've been too long
In one place
And it's time to go
Time to go
Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey
Joey, travel on
You've been too long
In one town
And the harvest time's
Come and gone
That's what the wind
Sings to you
When the bunk you've been bunkin' in
Gets to feelin' too soft and cozy
When the grub they've been cooking you
Gets to tastin' too good
When you've seen all you want
All the ladies in the neighborhood
She sings Joey
Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey, Joe
You've been too long
In one place
And it's time to go
Time to go
Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joe
Joey, Joe