Capo 3 Surly Joe, The Gambler, will gamble nevermore His days of stud and hold em, they are done It was long about last April, he stepped into this saloon But he never really took to anyone. Surly Joe! Surly Joe! O wherever he's gamblin' now, I don't know He was slick but I was slicker, he drew quick but I was quicker And the table stopped his ticker Surly Joe - Yee Haw! Surly Joe! Surly Joe! Won't be missed by anyone, will Surly Joe Humankind he frowned upon but not now -- his face is gone! Guess your frowning days are done on Surly Joe Surly Joe! Surly Joe! A cedilla on the of Curly Joe He was mean in days of yore, now they're moppin' up the floor! One more sight to make him sorrow, Surly Joe Surly Joe! Surly Joe! Where the heck his face has got to we don't know He was never any fun, now his grumpy race has run Kisser blown to kingdom come, oh Surly Joe