Diamond Joe

There is a man you'll hear about Most any place you go And his holdings are in Texas And his name is Diamond Joe He carries all his money In a diamond-studded jar An' he never was much bothered By the process of the law Hired out to Diamond Joe, boys I did offer him my hand And he gave me a string of horses So old they couldn't stand I like to starve to death, boys He did mistreat me so I never saved a dollar In the pay of Diamond Joe Now, his bread, it was corn dodger And his meat I couldn't chaw And he kept me well distracted With the waggin' of his jaw And the tellin' of his stories I aim to let you know There never was a rounder Who lied like Diamond Joe Now, I tried three times to quit him, boys But he did argue so And I'm still punchin' cattle In the pay of Diamond Joe But when I'm called up a'yonder And come my time to go Give my blankets to my buddies Give the fleas to Diamond Joe