Smokey Joe's Barbacue - Johnny Horton

Way down South, where the whippoorwills call

There’s gonna be a jubilee

Folks will come from miles around to share their company

There’s all-day singing and dinner on the ground

And when the day is through, there’s be sound contentment

At Smokey Joe’s barbecue

Smokey Joe’s barbecue, Smokey Joe’s barbecue

There’s always fun for ev’ryone at Smokey Joe’s barbecue

The string band plays «Turkey in the Hay»

They play it just for you

You’ll laughing and be gay till the Judgement Day

At Smokey Joe’s barbecue

When the dogwoods bloom and the red birds sing

That’s a time, I love to see

When work is through and the crops laid by, I dream of reality

When you can lay around in the evening shades

Relax when the day is through

Just be dancin', be happy, at Smokey Joe’s barbecue

Smokey Joe’s barbecue, Smokey Joe’s barbecue

There’s always fun for ev’ryone at Smokey Joe’s barbecue

The string band plays «Turkey in the Hay»

They play it just for you

You’ll laughing and be gay till the Judgement Day

At Smokey Joe’s barbecue

Smokey Joe’s barbecue, Smokey Joe’s barbecue

There’s always fun for ev’ryone at Smokey Joe’s barbecue

The string band plays «Turkey in the Hay»

They play it just for you

You’ll laughing and be gay till the Judgement Day

At Smokey Joe’s barbecue