The Great Joe Bob (A Regional Tragedy)

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The Great Joe Bob (A Regional Tragedy)

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Duration: 4:43

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[Verse 1] He was a panhandle prince Schoolboy football king They told him "Hi" in the halls 'cause he could run them balls But it was rumored, down deep, he was mean He dated high tone girls with frosty pom pom curls But he'd never give out his ring He was the best of the best, he met the gridiron test And there ain't nothing as American and clean [Chorus] He was the pride of the backfield, aw, the hero of his day Hell, he carried the ball for the red and blue, they won district AAA And his name made all the papers as the best they'd ever had Yeah, so nobody understood it when the great Joe Bob went bad [Verse 2] Yeah, first he lost his scholarship to Texas Tech For drinking during training and breaking the coach's neck Yeah, then he got suspended, aw, for acting obscene Around the cum laude-y, cum laude-y daughter of the dean So he took up with a waitress named Loose Ruby Cole While she was hopping tables down at the Hi-Di-Ho And he met her on the sly when her daddy weren't around Aw, but he stopped making yardage when he started messing 'round [Chorus] He was the pride of the backfield, aw, the hero of his day Hell, he carried the ball for the red and blue, they won district AAA And his name made all the papers as the best they'd ever had Yeah, so nobody understood it when the great Joe Bob went bad [Verse 3] It spread like a country wildfire that something big had gone all strange Joe Bob, the greatest halfback, was acting half deranged He'd been seen out with this woman getting drunk and having fun Hell, he growed his hair, then give up prayer And said "Football days is done" Then he and old Loose Ruby robbed Pinkie's Liquor Store They had a run in with the law when they was running out the door And Joe Bob's fate was sealed for the next century Hell, he traded in the pigskin for the penitentiary [Chorus] He was the pride of the backfield, aw, the hero of his day Hell, he carried the ball for the red and blue But hell, he carried it all the way And his name made all the papers as the best they'd ever had Yeah, so nobody understood it and nobody comprehended When the great Joe Bob went bad

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  • Terry Allen