Old Joe Clark (Version 1, yellow illustrated sheet)
Public domain - full karaoke IMMHA-L179
Credit: Traditional · year not shown
Origin: Version 1 of 3 in John's binder: typed on yellow paper with a drawing of a fiddler; lyrics only, two choruses.
Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Joe_Clark
Lyrics sheet: courtesy of Country Roads Folk Music Camp, Mount Madonna County Park, California (about the camp)
Original scan: from John's songbook (scan to be posted on @IMMHACAL)
Chords as printed on the original song sheet. Sheet gives no chords; lyrics only, as typed.
Old joe Clark was a fine old man, never done no harm, said he wouldn't hoe my corn and strain his fiddlin' arm. [Chorus #1] Round and round Old Joe Clark, Round and round I say, I'd foller him ten thousand miles To hear his fiddle play. Old Joe Clark he had a dog, As blind as he could be, Ran a bedbug 'round a stump And coon up a hollow tree. Now Old Joe Clark had a yellow cat, She would not sing or pray, Stuck her head in a buttermilk jar, And washed her sins away. I went down to Old Joe's house, He was eatin' supper, Stubbed my toe on the table leg, And rammed my nose in the butter. [Chorus #2] Round and round Old Joe Clark, Round and round I say, Round and round Old Joe Clark, I ain't got long to stay. I went down to Old Joe's house, Old Joe wasn't home, I ate up all of his ham meat, And left Old Joe the bone. Old Joe Clark's a mean old man -- The very first day he was born, Hung his hat on my rail fence, And tore down all my corn.