Old Joe Clark (Version 2, key of A, 'preacher's son')
Public domain - full karaoke IMMHA-L180
Credit: Traditional · year not shown
Origin: Version 2 of 3 in John's binder: typed in capitals with chords, key of A, 'Fare thee well' chorus.
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. Key of A (typed sheet, as written).
A E7 Old Joe Clark, the preacher's son, preached all over the plain. A E7 A The only text he ever knew was "High, low Jack and the game." [Chorus] A E7 Fare thee well, Old Joe Clark, fare thee well, I say. A E7 A He'll foller me ten thousand miles, to hear my fiddle play. A E7 Old Joe Clark had a yellow cat, she would neither sing or pray. A E7 A She stuck her head in the buttermilk jar and washed her sins away. [Chorus] A E7 A Old Joe Clark had a dog as blind as he could be. Ran a red bug E7 A 'round a stump and a coon up a holler tree. [Chorus] A E7 A Old Joe Clark had a house fifteen stories high, and every story E7 A in that house was filled with chicken pie. [Chorus] A E7 A I went down to Old Joe's house. He invited me to supper. I stumped E7 A my toe on the table leg and stuck my nose in the butter. [Chorus] A E7 A I won't go to Old Joe's house, I've told you here before. He fed E7 A me in the old hog trough and I won't go there anymore. [Chorus] A E7 A I would not marry an old maid, tell you the reason why. Her neck's E7 A so long and stringy, boys, 'fraid she'd never die. [Chorus] A E7 I wouldn't marry a schoolteacher, tell you the reason why. She A E7 A blows her nose in yellow cornbread and calls it pumpkin pie. [Chorus] A E7 A I went down to Old Joe's house, never been there before. He slept E7 A on a feather bed and I slept on the floor. [Chorus]