Buddy Joe Lyrics

Buddy Joe lyrics

Well let me tell you about Buddy Joe

When he came down from Mexico

With his pockets full of gold

With his pockets full of gold

Have
you something to declare

Are you sure there's nothing there

And if
there is, don't say

you've not been told, you've not been told



Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they done with the gold

Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they done with the gold

What have you done with the gold

Well I don't really know



Well Buddy Joe searched all his
life

Through Mexico, all the riversides

Not for the money but for
the gold

He needs to hold

Well Buddy Joe was proud as he was

Could not stand all the fuss

When they got to all his gold

He
was ready to go, he was ready to go



Oh, Buddy Joe

What have
they done with the gold

Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they done with the
gold

What have you done with the gold

Well I don't really know



You'll understand he didn't stand a chance

Everybody was
shouting commands

When Buddy Joe split in a hurry

Then he was ready
to be buried

oh, he was ready to be buried



Oh Buddy Joe

What have they done with the gold

Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they
done with the gold

Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they done with the
gold

Oh Buddy Joe

where have they gone with the gold