Poor Old Joe, Pt. 2 - Louis Armstrong
Lyrics by：Hoagy Carmichael
Composed by：Hoagy Carmichael
Now poor old Joe has been buried to his face
Poor old Joe is knocking feet his gate
I can see the smile up on his faces
When he takes his place with the angels angels
Poor old Joe he was only forty two
Didn't know the things he shouldn't do
Now he's through that's why the bells are ringing
Everybody's singing poor old Joe
Now poor old Joe he's gone at last
I mean that brother has gone to his reward
Poor old Joe led a life too fast
Now here is my story
Poor old Joe liked his liquor straight and strong
Poor old Joe liked woman lean and long yawoza
Tried to call much too fast a pace
He came in second place to the devil
What killed Joe
Not just the women that he knew
What killed that cat it was wine and women too
Now he flew that's why the bells are ringing
Everybody's singing poor old Joe
