[1] Well there is a man you'll hear a-[6m]-bout most [4] every [5] place you [1] go
His [4] holdings are in [1] Tex-[6m]-as and his [4] name is [5] Diamond [1] Joe
He [4] carried all his [1] mon-[6m]-ey in a [4] diamond [5] studded [1] jar
And he never was much bother-[6m]-ed by the [4] process [5] of the [1] law

Well I hired out to Diamond Joe boys I did offer him my hand
Then he me gave a string of horses so old they could not stand
Oh I like to starve to death boys he did mistreat me so
And I never saved a dollar in the pay of Diamond Joe

Now his bread it was corn dodger and his meat I could not chaw
And he like to drove me crazy with the waggin' of his jaw
Oh the tellin' of his stories I mean to let you know
That there never was a rounder that could lie like Diamond Joe

Now I tried three times to quit him boys but he did argue so
When I'm still punchin' cattle in the pay of Diamond Joe
And when I'm called up yonder and it comes my time to go
I'd give my blankets to my buddies and my fleas to Diamond Joe