JOE B. THE SLOW MAN (Sung to the tune of Frosty The Snowman)
Joe B. the slow man
Is a clueless, mirthless, fool
With a 10-cent brain, a shrewish wife
And a son who is a tool
Joe B. the slow man
Should have never come our way
But the right all know though the man’s hollow
How he came to life that day
There must have been some magic in those extra votes they found
For when they ran them through the mill, Joe began to dance around
Joe B. the slow man
Likes to tell a lot of fibs
But they’re eaten up just like truth
At least among the libs
Oh, Joe B. the slow man
Is the boss of you and me
Though his brain is slow and he doesn’t know
He still runs this country
Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump, hit me on the head.
Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump, Joe fills me with great dread
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