I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, Alive as you or me: Said I, but Joe you’re ten years dead; I never died said he. I never died said he.
In Salt Lake, Joe, Great God, said I, Him standing by my bed; They framed you on a murder charge, Said Joe but I ain’t dead; Said Joe but I ain’t dead.
The copper bosses framed you Joe They shot you Joe said I; Takes more than guns to kill a man, Said Joe I did not die. Said Joe I did not die.
Joe Hill ain’t dead he says to me, Joe Hill ain’t never died; Where working men are out on strike, Joe Hill is at their side, Joe Hill is at their side.
And standing there as big as life A-smiling with his eyes. Said Joe, what they forgot to kill Went on to organize, Went on to organize!
From San Diego up to Maine, In every mine and mill - Where working men defend their rights It’s there you’ll find Joe Hill. It’s there you’ll find Joe Hill.