Buddy Joe

Golden Earring

Let me tell you about Buddy Joe

When he came down from Mexico

With his pockets full of gold

With his pockets full of gold

Have you something to declare

Are you sure there's nothing there

'Cos if there is, don't say

you've not been told



Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they done with the gold

Well, I don't really know



Well Buddy Joe searched all his life

Through Mexico, all the riversides

Not for the money, but for the gold

He needs to hold

Well Buddy Joe was proud as he was

Could not stand all the fuss

When they got to all his gold

He was ready to go



Oh, Buddy Joe

What have they done with the gold

I don't really know



Well you'll understand he didn't stand a chance

Everybody was shouting commands

When Buddy Joe split in a hurry

He was ready to be buried



Oh Buddy Joe

What have they done with the gold

I don't really know