Old Joe Clark

Old Joe Clark, he had a mule
Her name was Molly Brown
Every teeth down in this mule
Was six inches long

Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Fare thee well, I'm bound
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Goodbye, Betsy Brown
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Fare thee well, I'm bound
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Goodbye, Betsy Brown

Old Joe Clark, he'd had a son
He preaches all over the plain
All he ever preach and talked
Was about the game

Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Fare thee well, I'm bound
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Goodbye, Betsy Brown
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Fare thee well, I'm bound
Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark
Goodbye, Betsy Brown



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Writer(s): Traditional, Edmund King
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