Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey, Joey, Joe
You've been too long in one place
And it's time to go, time to go
Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, travel on
You've been too long in one town
And the harvest time's come and gone
That's what the wind sings to him
When the bunk, you've been bunkin' in
Gets to feelin' too soft and cozy
When the grub, they've been cookin' him
Gets to tastin' too good
When you've seen all you want
All the ladies in the neighborhood
He sings Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey, Joe
You've been too long in one place
And it's time to go, time to go
Joey, Joey, Joe
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