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