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Song Parodies -> "Bold Hack Joe"
Original Song Title:
"Old Black Joe"
Original Performer:
Traditional
Parody Song Title:
"Bold Hack Joe"
Parody Written by:
Barry J. Mitchel
The Lyrics
Joseph Biden, Senator since 1973, often outspoken in committee hearings, former candidate for Democratic presidential nominee, gives it all up for a chance to preside over the U.S. Senate. See http://www.ezfolk.com/lyrics/mnop/o/old-black-joe/old-black-joe.html for the 1860 song by Stephen Collins Foster.
[First stanza sung by Barack Obama; remainder by Joseph Biden]
Gone is the praise when I started 'mong the fray.
Gone are the trends, long forgotten, that held sway.
For second place, there's no better man I know.
This year, my gentler voice is calling: Bold Hack Joe.
Chorus:
I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is mending so.
I hear your gentle voice now calling, B. H. O.
Why me for veep when that part gives me no gain?
Why do I fly where my friends had sought in vain?
Leaving the storms that I charted long ago,
Why cheer that gentle voice that's calling: Bold Hack Joe?
[Chorus]
Where are my darts, once so snappy and so free?
They chilled men, in fear that I'd fell their climbing tree.
Gone from the floor, where my soul belonged, for show.
Next year, my Senate voice is bawling: Sold Flack Joe.
[Chorus]
Gone is the praise when I started 'mong the fray.
Gone are the trends, long forgotten, that held sway.
For second place, there's no better man I know.
This year, my gentler voice is calling: Bold Hack Joe.
Chorus:
I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is mending so.
I hear your gentle voice now calling, B. H. O.
Why me for veep when that part gives me no gain?
Why do I fly where my friends had sought in vain?
Leaving the storms that I charted long ago,
Why cheer that gentle voice that's calling: Bold Hack Joe?
[Chorus]
Where are my darts, once so snappy and so free?
They chilled men, in fear that I'd fell their climbing tree.
Gone from the floor, where my soul belonged, for show.
Next year, my Senate voice is bawling: Sold Flack Joe.
[Chorus]
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cleverly done
You updated a very old song.
Ambition is a thing called Joe !
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