As I left my bus on Joe Hill
A girl wearing hippy clothes
Thrust a leaflet into my hand
Is that a piece of paper
That you are giving me
I asked quietly of the girl
She did not answer
But referred me to her tiny dog
As I left my bus on Joe Hill
A girl wearing hippy clothes
Thrust a leaflet into my hand
Is that a piece of paper
That you are giving me
I asked quietly of the girl
She did not answer
But referred me to her tiny dog