"Daddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me."

"Daddy please don't, we're gonna get married...just you wait and see."

She called me up late last night, she said, Joe, don't come over.
My dad and I just had a fight, and he stormed out the door.
I've never seen him act his this way, my god, he's going crazy!
He says he's gonna make you pay for what we've done, he's got a gun, so....

Run Joey Run Joey Run

"Daddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me."
"Daddy please don't, we're gonna get married...just you wait and see."

I got in my car and I drove like mad 'til I reached Julie's place.
She ran to me with tears in her eyes and bruises on her face.
All at once, I saw him there, sneaking up behind me. "WATCH OUT!"
Then Julie yelled, "He's got a gun," and she stepped in front of me.
Suddenly, a shot rang out, and I saw Julie falling.
I ran to her, I held her close, when I looked down, my hands were red,
and here's the last words Julie said:

"Daddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me."
"Daddy please don't, we're gonna get...married...."

Run Joey run Joey run Joey run Joey run Joey run

Jimi-Hendrix's Lyrics - Hey Joe Lyrics


Hey joe, where you goin’ with that gun of your hand
Hey joe, I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand, oh
I’m goin’ down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin’ ’round with another man
Yeah, I’m goin’ down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin’ ’round with another man
Huh! and that ain’t cool
Huh hey hoe, I heard you shot your mamma down
You shot her down now
Hey joe, I heard you shot your lady down
You shot her down in the groud yeah!
Yeah!
Yes, I did, I shot her
You know I caught her messin’ round messin’ round town
Huh, yes I did I shot her
You know I caught my old lady messin’ ’round town
And I gave her the gun
And I shot her
Alright
Shoot her one more time again baby!
Yeah!
Oh dig it
Oh alright
Hey joe,
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
Hey joe, I said
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
I’m goin’ way down south
Way down to mexico way
Alright
I’m goin’ way down south
Way down where I can be free
Ain’t no one gonna find me
Ain’t no hang-man gonna
He ain’t gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey, joe
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody
Hey hey joe

Key line (Vietnam implication)

I haven't thought about that song in YEARS, lol! And I haven't heard it in a good twenty years, either. I was ten when it came out in 1975, and my friends and I listened to it over and over and over and over and over and over and.......well, you get the picture. Even in junior high we were listening to it. Guess, being the young, dumb, giggly, totally inexperienced gals that were, we thought it was soooo romantic, lol! Who does, that, btw, I can't remember anymore?

His follow-up to "Run Joey Run" was the even sappier "The Last Game of the Season (A Blind Man in the Bleachers)." :puke:

Someone at my high school actually wrote a short story based on "Blind Man in the Bleachers."

Oh, it's a wonder our brains survived high school and '70s pop music (I won't recite the roll of shame here). I actually worked at the concert in an amusement park in 1975 and heard a LOT of bubble gum pop music (Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods, anybody?).

"Blind Man in the Bleachers" was schmaltzy enough to become a hit twice in the seventies. A guy named Kenny Starr had a version that made #2 on the country charts, where sappiness in tolerated in even greater amounts!

NightTrain I take this as a personal attack - don't make me break out all versions of "Billy Don't Be a Hero" now!!!

Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done
Dum, dum, dum, it's the sound of my gun
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done
Dum, dum, dum, it's the sound, it's the sound...
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah....

Janie's Got A Gun
Janie's Got A Gun
Her whole world's come undone
From lookin' straight at the sun
What did her daddy do
What did he put you through

They say when Janie was arrested
They found him underneath a train
But man, he had it comin'
Now that Janie's Got A Gun
She ain't never gonna be the same

Janie's Got A Gun
Janie's Got A Gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Tell me now it's untrue
What did her daddy do

He jacked the little bitty baby
The man has got to be insane
They say the spell that he was under
The lightnin' and the thunder
Knew that someone had to stop the rain

Run away, run away from the pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Run away, run away from the pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away

Janie's Got A Gun
Janie's Got A Gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody is on the run
What did her daddy do
It's Janie's las I.O.U.

She had to take him down easy
And put a bullet in his brain
She said 'cause nobody believes me
The man was such a sleeze
He ain't never gonna be the same

Run away, run away from the pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away

Janie's Got A Gun
Janie's Got A Gun
Janie's Got A Gun
Everybody is on the run

Janie's Got A Gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody's on the run (Honey, honey what's your problem)
'Cause Janie's Got A Gun (Tell me it ain't right)
Janie's Got A Gun (Was it daddys cradle robbin')
Her dog day's just begun (That made you scream at night)
Janie's Got A Gun
Her dog day's just begun
Now everybody's on the run
Janie's Got A Gun

Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talking to me,
I'm feeling a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

Chorus: I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home

So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile



One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

That one and "Mr Bojangles" always get me.

I knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he lightly touched down.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
so down and out.
He looked at me to be the eyes of age,
as he spoke right out.
He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, clicked heels instead.

Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died, dog up and died, after twenty years he still grieved.

He said, I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head and as he shook his head I heard someone ask, please

Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!

He said I'll love you 'til I die
She told him you'll forget in time
As the years went slowly by
She still preyed upon his mind

He kept her picture on his wall
Went half crazy now and then
He still loved her through it all
Hoping she'd come back again

Kept some letters by his bed
Dated 1962
He had underlined in red
Every single I love you

I went to see him just today
Oh but I didn't see no tears
All dressed up to go away
First time I'd seen him smile in years

(Chorus)
He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
And soon they'll carry him away
He stopped loving her today

(Spoken)
You know she came to see him one last time
Oh and we all wondered if she would
And it kept running through my mind
This time he's over her for good

(Repeat Chorus)

George Jones: the greatest living country singer! :loveya:

Remember this one?

He remembers the first time he met her
He remembered the first thing she said
He remembered the first time he held her
And the night that she came to his bed
He remembers her sweet way of sayin'
Honey has something gone wrong
He remembered the fun and the teasin'
And the reason he wrote her this song

I'll give you a daisy a day dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

They would walk down the street in the evening
And for years I would see them go by
And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore
Could be seen in the gleam in their eyes
As a kid they would take me for candy
And I'd love to go taggin' along
We'd hold hands while we walked the corner
And the old man would sing her this song


I'll give you a daisy a day dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

Now he walks down the street in the evening
And he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow believe he's believin'
He's holdin' her hand like before
For he feels all her love walkin' with him
And he smiles at the things she might say
Then the old man walks up to the hill top
And gives her a daisy a day


I'll give you a daisy a day dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

:hurts:

My sister loved that song. We had it on an old Ronco record and she listened to it over and over. I took a needle and scratched just that song so when you put it on it went something like "He walked, and a daisy, now he, and , a daisy"..and then it ended. LOL, She was pissed.

I've got to get out of the '70s here. PLEASE. Or maybe I should go copy and paste something from "Greetings from Asbury Park, New Jersey," just to continue the '70s theme, but without the maudlin streak...

Definitely one of the strangest, creepiest, most dramatic singles to ever make the Top Ten.

I have this one album that many would consider to be the worst compilation ever, Sounds of the Seventies: AM Pop Classics. It collects this song alongside "Billy, Don't Be a Hero", "The Night Chicago Died", "Seasons in the Sun", "Shannon", "Jungle Fever", "Sky High", "Beautiful Sunday", and plenty of others. I like pretty much all of 'em, but I never claimed to have good taste. :-)

Poor Joe
by Dizzy Gillespie

Poor Joe,he tried to beat his wife
Poor Joe,he nearly lose his life
Poor Joe,every time he raise his hand
She knock him in the head with de frying pan

Poor Joe,he got up off de floor
Poor Joe,he tried to reach de door
Poor Joe,but she catch him as he ran
She knock him in the head with de frying pan