Quick Joey Small

Quick Joey Small went over the wall

With a ball and a chain behind him

Quick Joey Small went over the wall

Sent the dogs right out to find him

In a striped prison suit with no loot to boot

He headed for the highway

With his chain still dragging

He thumbed down a wagon, said

Man, are you going my way?

And they say now

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

The hounds are on your trail

Jump up, jump up

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

They're gonna send you back to jail

Sheriff got a shotgun (He do)

He'll fill you full of lead, son (It's true)

He also got a blackjack (He's mad)

He'll bust your head with one whack

Here I go now

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

The hounds are on your trail

Sweet Mary Jane has gone insane

When she heard of Joey's jailbreak

But she knew all the while

'Cause she sent him a file

Baked inside a fudge cake

And they say now

Run Joey, Joey, run, run

The hounds are on your trail

Jump up, jump up

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

They're gonna send you back to jail

Sheriff Jack Banes was light on brains

But he knew one thing for sure

He took some toughs and a pair of handcuffs

And headed straight for Mary Jane's door

And they say now

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

The hounds are on your trail

Run, run, Joe, Joe

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

They're gonna send you back to jail

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run

The hounds are on your trail

Jump up, jump up

Run, Joey, Joey, run, run