Today is the 107th anniversary of the murder by the state of the great Wobbly songwriter and martyr Joe Hill.
A minute’s silence, and then back to the important work that still remains unfinished. As he said: “Don’t mourn; organize!”
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Some history on the song, “Joe Hill.”
http://justasong2.blogspot.com/2009/04/joan-baez-paul-robeson-joe-hill.html
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you and me
Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
“I never died” says he
“I never died” says he
“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 life
And smiling with his eyes
Says Joe “What they can never kill
Went on to organize
Went on to organize”
From San Diego up to Maine
In every mine and mill
Where working folks defend their rights
It’s there you find Joe Hill
It’s there you find Joe Hill
I dreamed I saw, I dreamed I saw, Joe Hill last night
Alive as you and me
Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
“I never died” says he, “I never died” says he
“I never died” says he.”