(A Regional Tragedy) He was a panhandle princeåhhh Schoolboy football king They told him "Hi" in the halls 'Cause he could run them balls But it was rumored (down deep) he was mean He dated high-tone girls With frosty pom-pom curls But he never gave out his ring He was the best of the best He met the grid-iron test An there ain't nothinås American An clean He was the pride of the backfield Ahhh the hero of his day Yeah he carried the ball for the red and blue They won District Triple-A An his name made all the papers As the best they'd ever had Yeah so nobody understood it When the Great Joe Bob went bad First he lost his scholarship To Texas Tech For drinking during training An breaking the coach's neckåeah Then he got suspended (ahhh) for acting obscene Around the Cum-Laudy, Cum-Laudy Daughter of the Dean So He took up with a waitress Named Loose Ruby Cole While she was a-hoppin' tables Down at the Hi-D-Ho An he met her on the sly When her daddy weren't around Yeah but he stopped making yardage When he started messin 'round (chorus) Yeah it spread like a country wildfire That something big had gone all strange Joe Bob the Greatest Halfback Was actin half-derangedåhhh He'd been seen out with this woman Gettin drunk and havin fun Yeah he growed his hair, then gived up prayer An said, "Football days is done" Then He and old Loose Ruby Robbed a Pinkie's Liquor Store An had a run-in with the law When they's runnin out the door An Joe Bob's fate was sealed For the next century Yeah he traded in the pigskin For the penitentiary (chorus)