Diamond Joe

Well there is a man you hear about

Most every place you go

His holdings are in Texas

And his name is Diamond Joe

He carries all his money

In a diamond studded jar

And he never was much bother

By the process of the law

Well, I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys

I did offer him my hand

And he gave me a string of horses

So old they could not stand

Oh, I like to starve to death, boys

He did mistreat me so

And I never saved a dollar

In the pay of Diamond Joe

Now his bread, it was corn dodger

And his meat I could not chaw

And he likely drove me crazy

With the wagging of his jaw

Oh, the tellin' of his stories

I mean to let you know

That there never was a rounder

That could lie like Diamond Joe

Now, I tried three times to quit him, boys

But he did argue so

And I'm still punching cattle

In the pay of Diamond Joe

And when I'm called up yonder

And it comes my time to go

I'd give my blankets to my buddies

And my fleas to Diamond Joe