Surfer Joe

Down in Doheny where the surfers all go

There's a big beach blondie, named Surfer Joe

He's got a green surfboard and a Woody to match

And when he's ridin' the freeway's,

Man, is he hard to catch

Surfer Joe

Now, look at him go-o-o-o-o-o

Surfer, Surfer, Surfer Joe-o-o

Go man go-o-o

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe

He went down to Huntington Beach one week

For the annual surfer's convention meet

Hangin' five and walkin' the nose

And when the meet was over

The trophy was Joe's

Surfer Joe

Now, look at him go-o-o-o-o-o

Surfer, Surfer, Surfer Joe-o-o

Go man go-o-o

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe

Okay let's go!

Surfer Joe joined Uncle Sam's Marines today

They stationed him at Pendleton, not far away

They cut off his big blonde locks, I'm told

And when he went on maneuvers, Joe caught cold

Surfer Joe

Now, look at him go-o-o-o-o-o

Surfer, Surfer, Surfer Joe-o-o

Go man go-o-o

Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, Surfer Joe

Ah, ah, oh - ah, ah, oh - ah, ah, oh

Poor Joe!