Old Joe Clark's a rough old man, Mean as he can be. He knocked me down with his right hand, And walked all over me. Git out of the way for Old Joe Clark! Hide that jug of wine. Git out of the way for Old Joe Clark! He's no friend of mine. Old Joe Clark he used to be The biggest bum in town Till Andrew Johnson appointed him The marshal of the town. He's pull out the wine, he's pull out the breeze, And you oughta hear him brag, But all good rebels know that he's A lowdown scalawag. Git out of the way for Old Joe Clark! Hide that jug of wine. Git out of the way for Old Joe Clark! He's no friend of mine. When Old Joe Clark comes to my door He treats me like a pup. He runs my bear dogs under the floor, And drinks my whiskey up. He puts his banjo in my hands And tells me what to play; Dances with my pretty little girl Until the break of day. Git out of the way for Old Joe Clark! Hide that jug of wine. Git out of the way for Old Joe Clark! He's no friend of mine.