Words: Alfred Hayes Music: Earl Robinson
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me
Says I, "But Joe, you're 10 years dead"
"I never died," says he. "I never died," says he.
"In Salt Lake, Joe," I said to him, standing by my bed
"They framed you on a murder charge"
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead." says Joe, "But I ain't dead".
"The Copper Bosses shot you Joe, they killed you Joe," says I
"Takes more than guns to kill a man"
Says Joe, "I didn't die." says Joe, "I didn't die".
And standing there as big as life, and smiling with his eyes
Joe says, "What they could never kill
Went on to organize, went on to organize".
"Joe Hill ain't dead," he says to me, "Joe Hill ain't never
dead
When workers strike and organize
Joe Hill is by their side, Joe Hill is by their side".
From San Diego up to Maine, in every mine and mill
Where workers stand up for their rights
It's there you'll find Joe Hill, it's there you'll find Joe Hill.
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me
Says I, "But Joe, you're 10 years dead"
"I never died," says he. "I never died," says he.