Intro:
Verse 1:
When-ever I'm out a wandering, Chasing a rainbow dream
I often stop and think a-bout,
А place I've never seen.
Where friendly folks can gather,
And raise the rafters high.
With songs and tales of yester year,
Un-til they say good-bye.
Chorus 1:
([N.C.])
Well...
There's a puppy in the parlor,
And a skillet on the stove,
And a smelly old blanket,
That a Navajo wove.
There's a chicken on the table,
But you got to say grace,
There's always something cooking at,
Old Joe's Place.
Verse 2:
Now folks come by round evening time,
Soon as the sun goes down.
Some drop in from right next door,
And some from out of town.
('Pick it!')
Bridge 2: |
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Chorus 2:
([N.C.])
Well...
There's a puppy in the parlor,
And a skillet on the stove,
And a smelly old blanket,
That a Navajo wove.
There's popcorn in the popper,
And a porker in the pot.
There's pie in the pantry,
And the coffee's always hot.
There's a chicken on the table,
But you got to say grace,
There's always something cooking at,
Old Joe's Place.
Verse 3:
Now they don't allow no frowns inside,
Leave them by the door.
There's apple brandy by the keg,
And sawdust on the floor.
Bridge 3:
So if you've got a hankering',
I'll tell you where to go,
Just look for the busted neon sign,
That flashes...
([N.C.])
Ea А Oh's.
Chorus 3:
([N.C.])
Well...
There's a puppy in the parlor,
And a skillet on the stove,
And a smelly old blanket,
That a Navajo wove.
There's popcorn in the popper,
And a porker in the pot.
There's pie in the pantry,
And the coffee's always hot.
There's sausage in the morning,
And a party every night,
There's a nurse on duty,
If you don't feel right.
There's a chicken on the table,
But you got to say grace,
([N.C.])
There's...
Always something cooking
At Old...Joe's...Place.
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