There is a man you'll hear about

Most everywhere you go

And his holdings are in Texas

And his name is Diamond Joe

And he carries all his money

In a diamond-studded jar

And he never was much bothered

By the process of the law

I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys

I did offer him my hand

And he gave me a string of horses

So old they could not stand

And I almost starved to death, boys

He did mistreat me so

And I never saved a dollar

In the pay of Diamond Joe

Well, his brеad it was corn dodger

And his meat, I could not chaw

And he drovе me near distracted

With the wagging of his jaw

And the telling of his stories

I mean to let you know

That there never was a rounder

That could lie like Diamond Joe

I tried three times to quit him, boys

But he did argue so

I'm still punchin' cattle

In the pay of Diamond Joe

And when I'm called up yonder

And it comes my time to go

Give my blankets to my buddies

Give the fleas to Diamond Joe

Give my blankets to my buddies

Give the fleas to Diamond Joe