We had an old monkey, we called him Joe,
Gave to my uncle by a rock & roll show.
In the backyard, that’s where he stayed,
Living in a dog house, man, what a trade.

Remember those days, the sun shining bright,
Joe would roar like a rocker in the night.
Throwing sticks, laughing, running so fast,
But if you got too close, man, you better not last.

(Chorus)
Old Joe on a chain, swinging wild and free,
Chasing me around like he’s wanting to be.
When he gets tired, he breaks that old link,
Old Joe’s our legend, we all stop and think.

(Bridge)
One time he broke loose, oh what a fright,
Ran through the yard, full of pure delight.
Uncle was yelling, grandma was in shock,
But Joe found a tree, just wanted to rock.

(Chorus)
Old Joe on a chain, swinging wild and free,
Chasing me around like he’s wanting to be.
When he gets tired, he breaks that old link,
Old Joe’s our legend, we all stop and think.

Brake

(Outro)
So here’s to old Joe and the fun that we had,
Living life crazy, never feeling bad.
Though he’s gone now, I still hear his call,
Old Joe, the monkey, he had the best ball.

Old Joe was  on a chain, swinging wild and free,
Chasing me around like he’s wanting to be.
When he gets tired, he breaks that old link,
Old Joe’s our legend, we all stop and think.

I wrote this about an old monkey gave to my uncle when we were kids . Music production by Nashville Studio ,