I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,Alive as you or meSays I, “But Joe, you’re t

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,Alive as you or meSays I, “But Joe, you’re ten years dead,”“I never died,” says he.“I never died,” says he.“In Salt Lake, Joe,” says I to him,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 killed you, Joe,They shot 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 lifeAnd smiling with his eyesSays Joe, "What they forgot to killWent on to organize,Went on to organize.”“Joe Hill ain’t dead,” he says to me,“Joe Hill ain’t never died.Where working men are out on strikeJoe Hill is at their side,Joe Hill is at their side."From San Diego up to Maine,In every mine and mill -Where working men defend their rightsIt’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 or meSays I, "But Joe, you’re ten years dead”,“I never died,” says he.“I never died,” says he.