Harry and Joe move south with their wives Enjoying the golden years of their lives But life doesn’t always give back what it owes Suddenly there was just Harry and Joe
Now Joe’d been a teacher gentile and calm Harry, a teamster with a fuse like a bomb Thrown in together by life’s crazy whims That pepper and salt like their unshaven chins
CHORUS: Harry and Joe lean to and fro They lean on each other wherever they go Two lonely fighters doing all that they know To get through each day Harry and Joe
Harry and Joe, cheating at cards In a Florida apartment that smells like cigars They brag about grand kids and the wives they love so In the late afternoons of Harry and Joe
An ambulance siren from across the backyard Joe looks at Harry and deals out the cards
Harry and Joe lean to and fro Like they lean on each other wherever they go What tomorrow may deal them there’s no way to know So they get through today Harry and Joe They get through each day Harry and Joe