Quick Joey Small went over the wall
With a ball an' a chain behind him
Quick Joey Small went over the wall
Send the dogs right out to find him
In a striped prison suit with no loot to boot
He headed for the highway
With his chain still draggin'
He thumbed down a wagon said
"Man are you goin' my way?"
And they say now
Chorus:
Run Joey , Joey run run the hounds are on your trail
Jump-up! Jump-up!
Run Joey , Joey run run they're gonna send you back to jail
Sheriff got a shotgun (he do)
He'll fill you full of lead son (it's true)
He's also got a blackjack (he's mad)
He'd bust your head with one whack
Here I go now
Run Joey, Joey run run the hounds are on your trail
Sweet Mary Jane was goin' insane
When she heard of Joey's jail break
But she knew all the while 'cause
She sent him a file
Baked inside a fudge cake (and they say now)
Chorus
Sheriff Jack Bains was a light on brains
But he knew one thing for sure
He took some tuffs and a pair of handcuffs
And headed straight for Mary Jane's door
And they say . . .
