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Old Joe Clark, the preacher's sonPreached all over the plainThe only text he ever knewWas high low jack and the game [Chorus]Fare thee well Old Joe ClarkFare thee well I'm boundFare thee well Old Joe ClarkGoodbye Betsy Brown Old Joe Clark had a muleHis name was Morgan BrownAnd every tooth in that mule's headWas sixteen inches round[Chorus]Old Joe Clark had a yellow catShe would neither sing nor prayStuck her head in a buttermilk jarAnd washed her sins away[Chorus]Old Joe Clark had a houseLetras de cancionesFifteen stories highAnd every story in that house Was filled with chicken pie[Chorus]I went down to Old Joe's houseHe invited me to supperI stumped my toe on the table legAnd stuck my nose in the butter [Chorus]Wished I had a sweetheartPut her on the shelfAnd every time she'd smile at meI'd get up there myself[Chorus] From Letras Mania