Kiss my face and slap me on my hands
And if I tumble, please catch me where I land
And I won't look back at where I fall
And if I cry out, who's gonna hear me call?
Hey Joe
I tell ya, some folks find it hard to get along these days
If this wasn't my home, I don't believe I would stay
I thought I heard somebody ring my bell
I used to know, but now it's hard to tell
Hey Joe

When I'm gone, who's gonna carry my name?
When I'm gone, Lord, who's gonna carry my name?
Ah, when I'm gone, Lord, who's gonna carry my name?
I feel like an old man playing a young man's game
Hey Joe

Lord, look at the people
Mm, look at the people
Lord, look at the people
Standing at the judgement, they got to be tried
Standing at the judgement, they got to be tried

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Writer(s): Gordie Edmond Johnson