Lyrics

Well there is a man you'll hear about Most every place you go All his holdings are in Texas And his name is Daimond Joe And he carries all his money In a diamond-studded jar He never was much bother By the process of the law I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys Did offer him my hand And he gave me a string of horses So old they couldn't stand And I liked to starved to death, boys He did mistreat me so And I never saved no dollar In the pay of Diamond Joe His bread it was corn dodger His meat I couldn't chaw Nearly drove me near distracted By the wagging of his jaw Oh the telling of his story Oh, I hate to let you know There never was no rounder That lied like Diamond Joe Well I tried three times to quit him, boys Oh he did argue so I'm still punching cattle In the pay of Diamond Joe And when I'm called up yonder And it comes my time to go Give my blankets to my buddies Give my fleece to Diamond Joe