Golden Earring - Buddy Joe

Well, let me tell you about Buddy Joe
When he came down from Mexico
With his pockets full of gold
With his pockets full of gold
Have you something to declare
Are you sure there's nothing there
And if there is, don't say you have not been told
You have not been told

Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
What have they done with the gold?

Well I don't really know Well, Buddy Joe searched all his life
Through Mexico, all the river-sides
Not for the money but for the gold he needs to hold
Well, Buddy Joe as proud as he was
Could not stand all the fuss
When they got to all his gold
He was ready to go
He was ready to go

Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
What have they done with the gold?
Well I don't really know

You'll understand he didn't stand a chance
Ev'rybody was shouting commands
When Buddy Joe split in a hurry
Then he was ready to be buried, oh
He was ready to be buried

Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?
Oh Buddy Joe, what have they done with the gold?