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Hey joe

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Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man

Yeah, I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man
Huh, and that ain't too cool

Hey joe, I heard you shot your woman down
You shot her down
Hey joe, I heard you shot your old lady down
You shot her down to the ground, yeah

Yes, I did, I shot her
You know I caught her messin' 'round
Messin' 'round town
Yes I did, I shot her
You know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town
And I gave her the gun and I shot her

Alright
Shoot her one more time again, forgiven baby
Yeah
Ah, dig it
Ah, alright

Hey joe, said now
Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna run to?

Hey joe, I said
Where you goin' to run to now, where you, where you gonna go?
Well, dig it
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to mexico way

Alright
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where I can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me baby

Ain't no hangman gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now

Hey, hey, hey joe
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody, ow
Hey, hey, hey joe

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