Quick Joey Small went over the wall
With a ball and chain behind him
Quick Joey Small went over the wall
Sent the dogs right out to find him
In a sack ridden suit with no boot to loot
He headed for the highway
With his chains still dragging
He thumbs down a wagon
He said you going my way
Run Joey Joey run run, the hounds are on your trail
Run Joey Joey run run, they'll lock you up in jail
Sheriff's got a shot-gun (he do)
He'll fill you full of lead son (that's true)
He's also got a Black Jack (oh yeah)
He'll knock you down with one whack (well I know)
Sweet Mary Jane was going insane
When she heard of Joey's jail break
But she knew for a while 'cos she sent him a file
Baked inside a fruit cake
Sheriff Jake Baines was right out of brains
But he knew one thing for sure
He got some tough's and a pair of hand cuffs
And headed for Mary Jane's door