He's a big wheel driver, mama
Working for the trucking Co
Driving them big old semi-rigs
Through the roads in Ohio
Thought that you should know
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home
Oh, he's a big wheel driver, mama (Mama)
And he knows how to drive her right (Alright)
There ain't, I know, a woman alone
Who wouldn't kill to stay the night
Thought that you should know
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home
Ah, but you can spread your wings
Mama, you can learn to fly again
Spread your wings
Mama, you can find another friend
Thought that you should know
Big Joe he ain't ever coming home
Oh, he's a big wheel driver, mama
He got a name on his tattooed arm
Of a woman he had when hе was but a lad
He used to take hеr out behind the barn
Thought that you should know
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home
Ah, but you can spread your wings
Mama, you can learn to fly again
Spread your wings
Mama, you can find another friend
Thought that you should know
Big Joe he ain't ever coming home
Thought that you should know
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home
Yeah, thought that you should know
A man like Joe ain't ever coming home
I thought that you should know
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home, no no no no no
I thought that you should know by now
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home, no no no
Thought that you should know
Big Joe, he ain't ever coming home
(I'm a lonely frog now)
Big Joe was written by John Stewart.
Big Joe was produced by Peter Asher.