Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart



Chorus:

Fare thee well, old Joe Clark. Good-bye, Mitzi Brown. Fare thee well, old Joe Clark. I'm gonna leave this town. (Repeat last time)



Old Joe Clark used to clean the bar. Liquor was his pay. Never saved a golden eagle. Drank it all away.



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I don't want your old time religion or what you got to say (say) but pass me down that barley jug and I'll be on my way. A singin'



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Old Joe Clark walked downtown backwards. People asked him, "Why?"

I come back for one more drink while wavin' you good-bye!"



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