Lyrics:

Joe, ain't you my buddy, thee?
Stay with me when I fall and die
Always thought you'd come rushing in
Clear the mud out of my eye!
Joe, ain't you my buddy, thee?
Lay my enemies out in lines
Come in close and I'll wash your feet
With my hair, I'll mop them dry!

Joe, you be my buddy, please
In this hell and deadlock time
When I'm trussed in that headache tree
Cut me down with your silver knife