Poor Old Joe

Poor Old Joe, Pt. 2 - Louis Armstrong

Lyrics by：Hoagy Carmichael

Composed by：Hoagy Carmichael

Now poor old Joe has been buried to his face

Poor old Joe is knocking feet his gate

I can see the smile up on his faces

When he takes his place with the angels angels

Poor old Joe he was only forty two

Didn't know the things he shouldn't do

Now he's through that's why the bells are ringing

Everybody's singing poor old Joe

Now poor old Joe he's gone at last

I mean that brother has gone to his reward

Poor old Joe led a life too fast

Now here is my story

Poor old Joe liked his liquor straight and strong

Poor old Joe liked woman lean and long yawoza

Tried to call much too fast a pace

He came in second place to the devil

What killed Joe

Not just the women that he knew

What killed that cat it was wine and women too

Now he flew that's why the bells are ringing

Everybody's singing poor old Joe