Old Joe Clark, the preacher's son
Preached all over the plain
The only text he ever knew
Was high low jack and the game

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Fare thee well Old Joe Clark
Fare thee well I'm bound
Fare thee well Old Joe Clark
Goodbye Betsy Brown

Old Joe Clark had a mule
His name was Morgan Brown
And every tooth in that mule's head
Was sixteen inches round

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Old Joe Clark had a yellow cat
She would neither sing nor pray
Stuck her head in a buttermilk jar
And washed her sins away

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Old Joe Clark had a house
Fifteen stories high
And every story in that house
Was filled with chicken pie

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I went down to Old Joe's house
He invited me to supper
I stumped my toe on the table leg
And stuck my nose in the butter

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Wished I had a sweetheart
Put her on the shelf
And every time she'd smile at me
I'd get up there myself

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