LOVIE JOE
(Will Marion Cook / Joe Jordan)

as recorded by Ann-Margret
1961


I'm sad, I'm glad, I'm mad about that lovin' man of mine,
He's so neat and sweet as the berry that grows on the vine,
And he's mine all mine!

Oh Lovie Joe, that ever lovin' man
From way down home in Birmin'ham,
He can do some lovin' and some lovin' sure,
And when he starts to love me I holler "more!",
'Cause he's the master of those lovin' arts,
Where all your lovers quit, that's where he starts!

And when I hear the wedding march so grand,
I just get myself a wedding band,
Take it to the preacher man,
Make the preacher understand
That he must join me hand in hand
To Lovie Joe, that ever lovin' man!

Oh Lovie Joe, that ever lovin' man
From way down home in Birmin'ham,
He can do some lovin' and some lovin' sure,
And when he starts to love me I holler "more more!",
Master of those lovin' arts,
Where all your lovers quit, that's where he starts!

I just get myself a wedding band,
Take it to the preacher man,
Make the preacher understand
That he must join me hand in hand
To Lovie Joe, that ever lovin' man,
To Lovie Joe, that ever lovin' man!




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - August 2019)