Lyrics Harry Belafonte

Harry Belafonte

Diamond Joe

Ain't gonna work in the country And neither on Forester's farm I'm gonna stay 'till my Marybell come She gone call me Tom I'm gonna ask you a question Captain tell me no lie Will I stand this rotten old jail Till the day I die Diamond Joe come-a getta me, Diamond Joe I'm tired eating this cornbread And can't even wash when it rain If I could get me some meat and soap If I could lose my chain Diamond Joe come-a getta me, Diamond Joe Last night I heard the bloodhounds Two of the men done escape One was framed for murder And the other one framed for rape Diamond Joe will they catch 'em, Diamond Joe Now I bust rock in the summer, In the spring winter and fall If I have me some powder Great God I'll blast me a hole in the wall Diamond Joe, come-a getta me Diamond Joe