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