Oh,John,Joe Brown you were my man

Image is made from a photo of Manhattan

Oh,John Joe was a jolly man.
He was the man for me.
He had ten fingers on his hands,
And always on my knee,
Oh,John Joe was my husband dear,
He slept upon my bed.
He had ten toes upon his feet,
No man was better bred.
Oh,Dear John Joe did pass away,
Whilst he lay on the grass.
And now ~I have no one aside of me,
How slow the night hours pass.
I love John Joe with all my heart,
I’ll never love a man
The way I loved my dear John Joe.
I don’t believe I can,
I read a twenty dozen books,
And went for therapee.
But all I want is my John Joe
In bed aside of me.
Oh come back John,Oh come back Joe
Don’t you leave me here.
Oh,John Joe I can’t live without
MY husband lying near.
Oh,life’s so simple,life’s so clear,
We all need work and love,
I have my work cut out today
A grieving for my dove
Oh,John Joe Brown,you were my man.
I’ll not have any more.
I wish I lay within your arms
Were oft I’ve lain before.
I’ve never lain wi’ noone else
And never will again,
If I can’t have my sweetheart John,
I’ll not have any man.
Oh,come back John,Oh,come back Joe
Don’t lay down in the grass.
I’ll bake thee cake and mutton pies..
So sweet the hours shall pass.
I see ye’ face all pale and white,
Thee frightens me sometimes,
I’ll sit down on my kitchen chair
And think on long gone times
I love my John,I love my Joe,
Oh saints and angels save.
Without my John aside of me,
I’ll soon be in my grave.

About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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One Response to Oh,John,Joe Brown you were my man

  1. coolperson1 says:

    Reblogged this on Cool lady blog and commented:
    An interesting image here


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