Joe Friday Lyrics - Singles - Alvin Youngblood Hart

It was late one Friday evenin', it began to rain and snow 

Letter from my baby, say, she ain't comin' home no mo' 

I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail 

I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail 

She left here flyin' in a '38 Cadillac 

Had a funny, funny feeling, the lil' girl ain't comin' back 

I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail 

I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail 

Said, I called up Boat and Black, Dick Tracy, don't you know 

Crazy 'bout you, baby, don't know where the world you go 

I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail 

I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail 

Well, baby said she's gone where the chilly winds don't blow 

She ain't done a-followed [Incomprehensible] 

I gotta call up Joe Friday and put him on my baby's trail 

I'm 'on' get all hold of it if I have to break loose from jail