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