Well I live in the canyon   Where the old coyotes howl   And they come down from the mountains when the dogs begin to growl   And they meet up in the darkness where they fight until the death   When the morning sun is rising I will bury who they left      And oh, they call me Canyon Joe      And I stay in the cabin   Where I work my hands to bleed   Swing the hammer to the nail   And I swing the axe onto the tree   And I once cleared these woods   -yeah there used to be a path   And now the trees have overgrown just to prove that nothing lasts      And oh, they call me Canyon Joe      The old man went crazy   He lives high up on the ridge   He used to tell me all the stories of the church house and the bridge   But the bridge, she washed away your sin   The church house- it got burned   'Cause this world has gone angry and some people never learn      And oh, they call me Canyon Joe      And I once loved a woman   Georgia was her name   And we met out in the foothills of the Ozark Mountain Range   And we saw the world together   And these sparks that we love most   She still comes to me in dreams   I am still haunted with her ghost      And oh, they call me Canyon Joe      And all my thoughts are heavy   My beard, it has grown long   And I search the face of six-strings for an old familiar song   But the chords, they all sound foreign like the places I have been   So I close my eyes to sleep   Tomorrow I will try again      And oh, they call me Canyon Joe   Oh, oh, they call me Canyon Joe   Singing oh, oh, they call me Canyon Joe