1-A Brooklyn Child, alone and wild,
A Blue-Collared Son.
His hands were made to play football,
And his heart was known to some.
He left his home and went his lone,
A socializing way.
He gave to many a gift unknown,
It'll never be repaid.
A quiet man for winning, denied professional work,
He tried to be a soilder once, but the dangers were in lurk.
He earned his degree at Brown U,
And a coaching job at hand,
His gentle means of sculpting souls,
Yet some still can't understand.

Chorus-The Leader of the Team is Gone,
His eyes were getting old.
And his blood is washed-out from PSU,
From the ones who have no soul.
His life was gone when he got laid-off,
From the Penn State Staff.
He's just another legacy,
That has fell-down again.

2-His children's lives were different,
They had more than one call.
One day in Pennsylvania,
Another day in St. Paul.
And after Jerry Sandusky,
Joe was sent to the Hospital,
Dying in to disgrace,
And going through lots of Hell.

(Brass Solo)

3-Forget about the scandal,
which led him to the grave.
Forget about not telling,
the drama and the rape.
Forget the cruel and kindness,
when the staff was just too tough.
And JoePa, I don't think they'll win,
They'll just say...
"You Didn't Do Enough"!

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(Brass Solo)