專輯： 狄倫與死之華 (Dylan & The Dead)
歌曲：Joey
作詞：Bob Dylan、J. Levy
作曲：J. Levy、Bob Dylan
Born in Red Hook Brooklyn
in the year of who knows when
Opened up his eyes to the
tune of an accordion
Always on the outside
of whatever side there was
When they asked him
why it had to be that way
Well he answered
just because
Larry was the oldest
Joey was next to last
They called Joe Crazy
the baby they called
Kid Blast
Some say they lived
off gambling
and runnin' numbers too
It always seemed they got
caught between the mob
and the men in blue
Joey Joey
King of the streets
child of clay
Joey Joey
What made them want to come
and blow you away
There was talk they killed
their rivals but the truth
was far from that
No one ever knew for sure
where they were really at
When they tried
to strangle Larry
Joey almost hit the roof
He went out that night
to seek revenge
thinkin' he was bulletproof
The war broke out
at the break of dawn
it emptied out the streets
Joey and his brothers
suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind
the lines and took
five prisoners
They stashed them away
in a basement
called them amateurs
The hostages were tremblin'
when they heard a man exclaim
Let's blow this place
to kingdom come
let Con Edison take the blame
But Joey stepped up
he raised his hand said
We're not those kind of men
It's peace and quiet
that we need to go back
to work again
Joey Joey
King of the streets
child of clay
Joey Joey
What made them want to come
and blow you away
The police department
hounded him
they called him Mr Smith
They got him on conspiracy
they were never sure who with
What time is it
said the judge to Joey
when they met
Five to ten said Joey
The judge says
That's exactly what you get
He did ten years in Attica
reading Nietzsche
and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole
one time for tryin'
to stop a strike
His closest friends
were black men
'cause they seemed
to understand
What it's like to be
in society
with a shackle on your hand
When they let him out
in '71 he'd lost
a little weight
But he dressed
like Jimmy Cagney and
I swear he did look great
He tried to find the way back
into the life he left behind
To the boss he said
I have returned and now
I want what's mine
Joey Joey
King of the streets
child of clay
Joey Joey
Why did they have to come
and blow you away
It was true that in his
later years he would
not carry a gun
I'm around too many children
he'd say they should
never know of one
Yet he walked right
into the clubhouse
of his lifelong deadly foe
Emptied out the register
said Tell 'em
it was Crazy Joe
One day they blew him down
in a clam bar in New York
He could see it comin'
through the door as
he lifted up his fork
He pushed the table over
to protect his family
Then he staggered out
into the streets
of Little Italy
Joey Joey
King of the streets
child of clay
Joey Joey
What made them want to come
and blow you away
Sister Jacqueline
and Carmela and mother Mary
all did weep
I heard his best
friend Frankie say
He ain't dead
he's just asleep
Then I saw the old man's
limousine head
back towards the grave
I guess he had to say one
last goodbye to the son
that he could not save
The sun turned cold
over President Street
and the town
of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass
in the old church near
the house where he was born
And someday if God's
in heaven overlookin'
His preserve
I know the men that shot
him down will get
what they deserve
Joey Joey
King of the streets
child of clay
Joey Joey
What made them want to come
and blow you away
