Lyric Hey Joe

Hey Joe,
Where you goin with that gun in your hand.
Hey Joe,
Where you goin with that gun in your hand.
I m goin down to shot my ol lady,
I caught her messin `round with another man.
Oh
Hey Joe,
I heard you shot your lady down,
Hey Joe,
Joe, I heard you shot your lady down,
Shot her down town.
Yes I did, I shot her.
Cause I caught my woman foolin round
So I shot her down town.
She gave me the gun,
And I shot her.
Heeeeeeey Jooooooooe!
Well Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Well Hey Joe,
Joe, where you gonna run to now?
Where ya gonna run to?
I m goin way down south.
Way down Mexico way.
I said-a,
I m goin way down south, baby,
Way down where I can be free.
Ain t no-one gonna find me.
Ain t gonna,
Ain t no hangman gonna,
Ain t no hangman that s gonna put a noose around me.
No no ain t no-one gonna find me,
No-one gonna find me.
Hey Joe,
Said there ain t no hangman who gonna,
No, no.
No, no.
No, no-ho.
Hey Joe,
No, no, don t go.
Don t go.