Lyrics Diamond Joe - Guy Clark

Hey Ramblin' Jack
Here is the big old sweep of the cowboy hat to you
From me and Verlon

There's a man you'll hear about
Most everywhere you go
And his holdings are in Texas
And his name is Diamond Joe
And he carries all his money
In a diamond-studded jar
And he never was much bother
By the process of the law

I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys
I did offer him my hand
And he gave a string of horses
So old they could not stand
And I nearly starved to death, boys
He did mistreat me so
And I never saved one dollar
In the pay of Diamond Joe

Now his bread it was corn dodger
And his meat you couldn't chow
And it drove me near destructive
With the wagging of his jaw
And the telling of his story
'Cause I'm here to let you know
That there never was a rounder
That lied like Diamond Joe

Now, I tried three times to quit him boys
But he did argue so
I'm still punching cattle
In the pay of Diamond Joe
And when I'm called up yonder
Here comes my time to go
Give my blankets to my buddy, my blankets to my buddy
Give the fleas to Diamond Joe