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Let me tell you about Buddy Joewhen he came down from Mexicowith his pockets full of goldwith his pockets full of gold.
Have you something to declareare you sure there's nothing thereand if there is don't sayyou have not been toldnot been told.
Oh
Buddy Joewhat have they done with the gold.
Oh
Buddy Joewhat have they done with the gold.
What have they done with the golddon't really know.
Well Buddy Joe searched all his lifethrough Mexico all the river-sidesnot for the money but for the goldhe needs to hold
Buddy Joe proud as he wascould not stand all the fusswhen they got to all his goldhe was ready to gohe was ready to go.
Oh
Buddy Joe...
You'll understand he didn't stand a chanceev'rybody was shouting commandswhen Buddy Joe split in a hurrysoon he was ready to be buried.
Oh
Buddy Joe...
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