Joey, Joey, Joey

Joey, Joey, Joey

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joe



You've been too long in one place

And it's time to go, time to go



Joey, Joey, Joey

Joey, travel on



You've been too long in one town

And the harvest time's come and gone



That's what the wind sings to you

When the bunk, you've been bunkin' in

Gets to feelin' too soft and cozy



When the grub, they've been cookin' you

Gets to tastin' too good

When you've seen all you want

All the ladies in the neighborhood



I sing Joey, Joey, Joey

Joey, Joey, Joe



You've been too long in one place

And it's time to go, time to go



Joey, Joey, Joe