In a war torn land of poverty some

Where across the sea

There's a little guy who's waiting

And he looks a lot like me

His hair is like a raven or

The wings of a crow

I don't know what they named him

But I'm sure they call him joe

Just a little guy called joe

Like so many more I know

Left all alone somewhere across the sea

I want him to have my name little joe

Is mine to claim

This little guy called joe belongs to me

His mother died to give him

Life the night my orders came

I wanted to be with them

But war's an evil thing

Now he won't recognize me but

I've got to let him know

He means much more to someone

Than just a little guy called joe

Just a little guy called joe

Like so many more I know

Left all alone somewhere across the sea

I want him to have my name little joe

Is mine to claim

This little guy called joe belongs to me