LIKE AN OLD FRIEND TO HAVE A DRINK WITH
IN THE MIDDLE OF A HOT JULY
THE A.M. SOUND REACHES FAR OUT
AS WE CLIMB JELICHO MOUNTAIN AT NIGHT
THE VALLEYS CUT THE WAVES, AND WE LOSE THE SOUND
HIS VOICE CRACKLES OUT, AND IT BRINGS ME DOWN
 
I'M GONNA MISS JOE WHEN HE'S GONE
'CAUSE HE'S THE ONE WE CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON
AND HE'S THE ONLY VOICE THAT I'VE KNOWN
I'M GONNA MISS JOE WHEN HE'S GONE
 
A WEST COAST TRIP, AND THEY'RE RUNNING LATE
I'M DOZING OFF, AND JOE CONTEMPLATES
A HISPANIC NAME, AND HE TAKES A STAB
BUT HE'S NOT EVEN CLOSE, SO I WAKE UP AND LAUGH
 
BUT WHEN I FALL ASLEEP THERE'S A SMILE ON MY FACE
'CAUSE HE'S ONE OF US, WHO CAN'T BE REPLACED
 
I'M GONNA MISS JOE WHEN HE'S GONE
'CAUSE HE'S THE ONE WE CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON
AND HE'S THE ONLY VOICE THAT I'VE KNOWN
I'M GONNA MISS JOE WHEN HE'S GONE
 
SO WHEN THE GAME STARTS 
THE HOPS AND BARLEY FLOW
SALUTE WITH YOUR LEFT HAND
AND DRINK TO HAMILTON JOE!
 
I'M GONNA MISS JOE WHEN HE'S GONE
CAUSE HE'S SOMETHING YOU CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON
AND HE'S THE BEST VOICE WE'LL EVER KNOW
WE'RE GONNA MISS OLD HAMILTON JOE