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  1. Old Joe Brook

From the recording Raisin' Heck

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Music and lyrics by Esther Wheaton
Joe Brook is a stream in Sackville, New Brunswick

Lyrics

Old Joe (Old Joe!)
Caught twenty-seven trout
Early Wednesday morning ‘fore the sun come out
Old Joe
By early Wednesday night
Had eaten every one and gotten in a fight

Is the Old Joe Brook still running?
Running like it always did before
That old stream is full of fish
Runs as cold as you could wish
It’d be a shame if the Old Joe was no more

Old Joe
Stole the Twenty-Seven Train
Early Wednesday morning ‘fore the sun was seen
Old Joe
‘fore the day was full
Had run that train right out of town
And shovelled all the coal
Is the Old Joe Train still running?
Running like it always did before
If that train still runs on time
I’ll be home by Saturday night
It’d be a shame if the Old Joe was no more

Old Joe
Took to his heels and fled
Early Wednesday morning ‘fore the cops
were out of bed
Old Joe
Before the sun was down
Had got those coppers off his trail and headed back to town

Is that Old Joe man still running?
Running like he always did before
If Old Joe is ever caught
He’d have to answer for a lot
It’d be a shame if poor Old Joe was no more