Sam Bush - Ol joe clark

^DOl' Joe ^G5Clark he ^Dmade his mark when cotton ^G5was the ^Dking And late at ^G5night in the ^Dpale moon light you could hear that ^C2banjo ^Dring It would ^Gring out ^C2for the ^Dmaster who was ^Glistening ^C2on the ^Dhill It would ring out ^G5for the ^Dbabies who were sleeping ^C2quiet ^Dstill

^DRound and round old Joe Clark Round and round, I ^C2say ^DRound and round old Joe Clark Until the ^C2break of ^Dday

^DWhen he came up ^G5from the ^Dbelly Of that ship of ^G5slave^Dry He was holding ^G5to his ^Dbanjo But it was not ^C2on his ^Dknee And ^Gsomeone ^Csaid, "Hey ^Dhere's a strong one And ^Ghe can ^Center^Dtain You can ^G5keep your ^Dbanjo, But Clark will be ^C2your ^Dname"

^DRound and round old Joe Clark Play it when I ^C2say ^DRound and round old Joe Clark or we'll carry ^C2you ^Daway

Singin' ^GRound and ^Cro^Gun^Dd ^GRound and ^Cro^Gun^Dd ^GRound and ^Cro^Gun^Dd

^DHe learned to ^G5play the ^Dmelodies Of Cork and ^G5county ^DClaire He even ^G5played for ^DLincoln once, Down on the ^C2courthouse ^Dsquare Then he ^Gwent down ^Cto ^DNew Orleans, And they ^Gcall it ^CDixie^Dland But every^G5where that ^Dold Joe went, He was still a ^C2hired ^Dhand

^DRound and round old Joe Clark Round and round, I ^C2say ^DRound and round old Joe Clark Until the ^C2break of ^Dday

^DRound and round old Joe Clark Round and round, I ^C2say ^DRound and round old Joe Clark Until the ^C2break of ^Dday

Singin' ^GRound and ^Cro^Gun^Dd ^GRound and ^Cro^Gun^Dd ^GRound and ^Cro^Gun^Dd