Standard (EADGBE)

 Well, Old Joe, he moves slow

 He likes to look at things and paint pictures on his radio

He says they make the songs look better.

 One day, Joe met a girl

Sweet breathing thing

Dancin' naked, nudey, in the winter snow

Underneath her dozen sweaters

Chorus 1

 And someday, somewhere

Some things get hit by lightin'

 And some things just don't

Hope we live long and lucky

Chorus 2

 At least one things for sure

Or maybe it isn't.

 No matter where we are

It's this life that we're livin' in

(Chorus 2)

(Chorus 1)

 Well, Old Joe, he moves slow

 He likes to look at things