This is a cowboy song, and a true story.
Lyrics
at 4am I’d feed the horses every day
I watched the sunrise after all my chores were through
and I would look quite forward to my time with you
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
Oh I would have my steak & eggs for breakfast
then I’d stroll out to the fence-line just to say hello
And you’d come running ‘cross that field to greet me
You’re such an awesome friend, my curly Joe
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
Well my best friend in those days was a collie
but in a real close second place for sure was you
You’d lean across the fence and I’d rub your curly head
and when I finally turned to go you’d always Moo
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
One day when I was outside grillin’ burgers
I saw the big rig drivin’ down our dusty road
With you and all your kin inside, cryin’ for my help
And I just stood there, spatula in hand…
Wondering what kind of a man…
Betrays his #2 best friend…
What could I do?
What could I do?
What could I do?
To help save you?
What could I do?
What could I do?
I sure miss you.
I can hear you Moo…
Many years have passed but I still sit and wonder
just how much you suffered in your final days
and if you ended up in someone’s happy meal
One thing’s for sure – you helped me change my ways.
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
Curly Joe oh Curly Joe
Where’d you go? I wanna know
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