Lyrics:

F Fsus F C (open D stringthen back on 2nd fret) Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores F Fsus F C Looking for some work to do F C Am And the Statue of Liberty waved him by C (Open D stringplace finger on G st. 2nd fretreturn) As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill C G7 C As Joe come a sailing through. Oh his clothes were coarse and his hopes were high As he headed for the promised land And it took a few weeks on the out-of-work streets Before he began to understand Before he began to understand And Joe got hired by a bowery bar sweeping up the saloon As his rag would sail over the baroom rail Sounded like he whistled on a tune You could almost hear him whistling on a tune And Joe rolled on from job to job From the docks to the railroad line And no matter how hungry the hand that wrote In his letters he was always doing fine In his letters he was always doing fine Oh, the years went by like the sun goin' down slowly turn the page And when Joe looked back at the sweat upon his tracks He had nothing to show but his age He had nothing to show but his age So he headed out for the California shore There things were just as bad So he joined the industrial workers of the world 'Cause, The union was the only friend he had 'Cause, The union was the only friend he had Now the strikes were bloody and the strikes were black as hard as they were long In the dark of night Joe would stay awake and write In the morning he would raise them with a song In the morning he would raise them with a song And he wrote hi