Old Joe’s Place

Whenever I'm out a-wanderin'
Chasin' a rainbow dream
I often stop and think about
A place I've never seen

Where friendly folks can gather
And raise the rafters high
With songs and tales of yesteryear
Until they say goodbye

Well, there's a puppy in the parlor and a skillet on the stove
And a smelly old blanket that a Navajo wove
There's chicken on the table but you gotta say grace
There's always somethin' cookin' at Old Joe's Place

Now folks come by 'round evenin' time
Soon as the sun goes down
Some drop in from right next door
And some from out of town
(Pick it)

Well, there's a puppy in the parlor and a skillet on the stove
And a smelly old blanket that a Navajo wove
There's popcorn in the popper and a porker in the pot
There's pie in the pantry and the coffee's always hot
There's chicken on the table but you gotta say grace
There's always somethin' cookin' at Old Joe's Place

Now they don't allow no frowns inside
Leave them by the door
There's apple brandy by the keg
And sawdust on the floor

So if you've got a hankerin'
I'll tell you where to go
Just look for the busted neon sign that flashes
Ea A Oe's!

Well, there's a puppy in the parlor and a skillet on the stove
And a smelly old blanket that a Navajo wove
There's popcorn in the popper and a porker in the pot
There's pie in the pantry and the coffee's always hot

There's sausage in the mornin' and a party every night
There's a nurse on duty if you don't feel right
There's chicken on the table but you gotta say grace (Phew!)
There's always somethin' cookin' at Old Joe's Place