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 you
When the bunk you′ve been bunkin′ in
Gets to feelin' too soft and cozy
When the grub they′ve been cookin' you
Gets to tastin′ too good
When you've seen all you want
Of the ladies in the neighborhood
I sing 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
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