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Joe Hill - Английский
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I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
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Alive as you and me
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Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
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"I never died" says he.
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"In Salt Lake, Joe, by God" says I,
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Him standing by my bed
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"They framed you on a murder charge"
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Says Joe "But I ain't dead."
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"The copper bosses shot you Joe,
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They killed you Joe" says I
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"Takes more than guns to kill a man"
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Says Joe "I didn't die."
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And standing there as big as life,
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And smiling with his eyes
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Joe says "What they forgot to kill
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Went on to organise."
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"Joe Hill ain't dead" he says to me,
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"Joe Hill ain't never died
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Where working men are out on strike
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Joe Hill is at their side.
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From San Diego up to Maine,
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In every mine and mill,
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Where working men are out on strike"
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Says he, "You'll find Joe Hill." |