bob dylan
diamond joe
1 Now There's a man you'll hear about Most anywhere you go, And his holdings are in Texas And his name is Diamond Joe. 2 And he carries all his money In a diamond-studded jar. He never took much trouble With the process of the law. 3 I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys, Did offer him my hand, He gave a string of horses So old they could not stand. 4 And I nearly starved to death, boys, He did mistreat me so, And I never saved a dollar In the pay of Diamond Joe. 5 Now his bread it was corn dodger And his meat you couldn't chaw, Nearly drove me crazy With the waggin' of his jaw. 6 And the tellin' of his story, Mean to let you know That there never was a rounder That could lie like Diamond Joe. Instrumental 7 Now, I tried three times to quit him, But he did argue so I'm still punchin' cattle In the pay of Diamond Joe. 8 And when I'm called up yonder And it's my time to go, Give my blankets to my buddies Give the fleas to Diamond Joe..