Joey, Joey, Joey

Joey, Joey, Joey - Johnny Preston

Written by：F. Loesser

Joey Joey Joey

Joey Joey Joe

You've been too long

In one place

And it's time to go

Time to go

Joey Joey Joey

Joey travel on

You've been too long

In one town

And the harvest time's

Come and gone

That's what the wind

Sings to me

When the bunk you've been bunking in

Starts to feeling too soft and cozy

When the grub they've been cooking me

Starts to tasting too good

When I've seen all I want

All the ladies in the neighborhood

She sings Joey

Joey Joey

Joey Joey Joe

You've been too long

In one place

And it's time to go

Time to go

That's what the wind

Sings to me

When the bunk you've been bunking in

Starts to feeling too soft and cozy

When the grub they've been cooking me

Starts to tasting too good

When I've seen all I want

All the ladies in the neighborhood

She sings Joey

Joey Joey

Joey Joey Joe

You've been too long

In one time

And it's time to go

Time to go

Time to go

Time to go

Joey Joey Joe