Diamond Joe

Hey Ramblin' Jack Here is the big old sweep of the cowboy hat to you From me and Verlon There's a man you'll hear about Most everywhere you go And his holdings are in Texas And his name is Diamond Joe And he carries all his money In a diamond-studded jar And he never was much bother By the process of the law I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys I did offer him my hand And he gave a string of horses So old they could not stand And I nearly starved to death, boys He did mistreat me so And I never saved one dollar In the pay of Diamond Joe Now his bread it was corn dodger And his meat you couldn't chow And it drove me near destructive With the wagging of his jaw And the telling of his story 'Cause I'm here to let you know That there never was a rounder That lied like Diamond Joe Now, I tried three times to quit him boys But he did argue so I'm still punching cattle In the pay of Diamond Joe And when I'm called up yonder Here comes my time to go Give my blankets to my buddy, my blankets to my buddy Give the fleas to Diamond Joe