Crazy Joe is what they called you
The toughest man in the city
Blunt and brash, you had your issues
Disputes you handled straightforwardly
You lied about your age you said
to fight the nation's battle
Truth was at fifteen you were wise enough
To find a place to leave your turmoil

Came home to broads and booze and jobs
At one time you had four
Bouncing at the local juke heads got knocked
And asses hit the floor
A man of men and pistol lover
No one ever crossed you doubly
You rifled birds perched on the carport
For crapping on your Caddy

Some say you had a mean streak
Were humorless and oh so serious
Your quiet scowls reserved for the the silly
You made no time for foolishness
With four college - learned daughters and
A spouse that worked within your home
You saved and paid and worked long days
Til foundry work was done

Ahhh, Crazy Joe, what can I say? I owe you
And I thank you for the lessons:
Pay your dues, speak the truth,
Know every day's a blessing
You're beautiful and will someday have any man for choosing
Take wise men over pretty and always do take care
To love him right. If you find he is abusing
Use your gift, the steel Kimber Bel Air