Joey, Joey, 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 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 you
When the bunk you've been bunkin' in
Gets to feelin' too soft and cozy

When the grub they've been cooking you
Gets to tastin' too good
When you've seen all you want
All the ladies in the neighborhood

She 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, Joey joey, Joe
Joey, Joe