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Quick Joey Small went over the wall |
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With a ball an' a chain behind him |
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Quick Joey Small went over the wall |
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Send the dogs right out to find him. |
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In a striped prision suit with no room to move |
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He headed for the highway |
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With his chain still dragin' |
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He thumbed down a wagon said Well you're goin my way. |
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And they say now |
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Run Joey , Joey run run the hounds are on your trail |
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Jump-up Jump-up |
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Run Joey , Joey run run they're gonna send you back to jail. |
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Sheriff got a shotgun, he do |
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He'll fill you full of lead son, it's true. |
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He's also got a blackjack, he's mad |
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He'd bust your head with one wack, |
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Here I go now. |
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Run Joey , Joey run run the hounds are on your trail. |
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Sweet Mary Jane was goin' insane |
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When she heard of Joey's jail break |
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But she knew all the while 'cause |
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She sent him a file |
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Baked inside a fudge cake. |
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Run Joey , Joey run run the hounds are on your trail |
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Jump-up Jump-up |
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Run Joey , Joey run run they're gonna send you back to jail. |
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Sheriff Jack Banes was a light on brains |
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But he knew one thing for sure |
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He took some toughs and a pair of handcuffs |
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And headed straight for Mary Jane's door |
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Run Joey , Joey run run the hounds are on your trail |
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Jump-up Jump-up |
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Run Joey , Joey run run they're gonna send you back to jail. |
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Run Joey , Joey run run the hounds are on your trail |
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Jump-up Jump-up |
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Run Joey , Joey run run they're gonna send you back to jail. |
