Wish I had a nickel wish I had a dime

Wish I had a pretty little girl

To kiss and call her mine

I went down to Old Joe Clarks

I didn't mean no harm

He grabbed up his 44

And shot me through the arm

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

Farethee well I say

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

I'm gonna away to stay

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

Farethee well I say

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

I'm gonna away to stay

Now I've got no money

Got no place to stay

Got no place to lay my head

Yandor sets her turtle doves

Sitting on yandor pan

You may weep for your true love

And I may weep for mine

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

Farethee well I say

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

I'm gonna away to stay

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

Farethee well I say

Farethee well Old Joe Clark

I'm gonna away to stay