Buddy Joe
Let me tell you about Buddy Joe
When he came down from Mexico
With his pockets full of gold
With his pockets full of gold
Have you something to declare
Are you sure there is nothing there
Cause if there is, don't say
You're not been told
You're not been told
Oh Buddy Joe, what have you done with the gold
Oh Buddy Joe, what have you done with the gold
What have you done with the gold
Well, I don't really know
Well Buddy Joe searched all his life
Through Mexico all the riversides
Not for the money but for the gold
He needs to hold
Well Buddy Joe proud as he was
Couldn't stand all the fuss
When they got to all his gold
He was ready to go
He was ready to go
Oh Buddy Joe, what have you done with the gold
Oh Buddy Joe, what have you done with the gold
Oh Buddy Joe, what have you done with the gold
What have you done with the gold
Well, I don't really know
Buddy Joe
Déjame contarte sobre Buddy Joe
Cuando llegó de México
Con los bolsillos llenos de oro
Con los bolsillos llenos de oro
¿Tienes algo que declarar?
¿Estás seguro de que no hay nada ahí?
Porque si hay algo, no digas
Que no te lo han dicho
Que no te lo han dicho
Oh Buddy Joe, ¿qué has hecho con el oro?
Oh Buddy Joe, ¿qué has hecho con el oro?
¿Qué has hecho con el oro?
Bueno, realmente no lo sé
Buddy Joe buscó toda su vida
Por México, por todas las orillas de los ríos
No por el dinero, sino por el oro
Que necesita tener
Buddy Joe, orgulloso como era
No podía soportar todo el alboroto
Cuando llegaron a todo su oro
Estaba listo para irse
Estaba listo para irse
Oh Buddy Joe, ¿qué has hecho con el oro?
Oh Buddy Joe, ¿qué has hecho con el oro?
Oh Buddy Joe, ¿qué has hecho con el oro?
¿Qué has hecho con el oro?
Bueno, realmente no lo sé
Escrita por: George Kooymans