Quick Joey Small went over the wall
With a ball an' a chain behind him
Quick Joey Small went over the wall
Sent 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, hey man, are you goin' my way?
And they say now
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 also got a black Jack - he's mad
He'll bust your head with one wack - that's bad
Here I go now
Run, Joey, Joey, run, run
The hounds are on your trail
Sweet Mary Jane was a goin' insane
When she heard of Joey's jailbreak
But she knew all the while
'Cause she sent him a file
Baked inside a fudge cake
Hear me say now
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 Jack Baines was a light on brains
But he knew one thing for sure
He took some tuffs and a pair of handcuffs
And he headed straight for Mary Jane's door
And he say now
Run, Joey, Joey, run, run
The hounds are on your trail
Jump up, jump up
Run, Joey, Joey, run, run
They're - oh yeah - gonna send you back to jail
Oh, yeah, Joey
