Old Joe Clark - Charlie Haden, Jack Black

Old Joe Clark, the preacher’s son

Preached all over the plain

The only text he ever knew

Was high low jack and the game

Fare thee well Old Joe Clark

Fare thee well I’m bound

Fare thee well Old Joe Clark

Goodbye Betsy Brown

Old Joe Clark had a mule

His name was Morgan Brown

And every tooth in that mule’s head

Was sixteen inches round

Old Joe Clark had a yellow cat

She would neither sing nor pray

Stuck her head in a buttermilk jar

And washed her sins away

Old joe clark had a house

Fifteen stories high

And every story in that house

Was filled with chicken pie

I went down to Old Joe’s house

He invited me to supper

I stumped my toe on the table leg

And stuck my nose in the butter

Wished I had a sweetheart

Put her on the shelf

And every time she’d smile at me

I’d get up there myself