Hey Joe - Ed Askew

He came in with the tide

Just as the summer rose

I always wore with pride

Began to fade and die

Hey Joe, hey Joe

What will the winter bring

When autumn goes?

What will the winter bring

When autumn goes?

I walked down windy streets

The sun was gold

And Joe was standing there

In the cold

Hey Joe, hey Joe

What will the spring nights bring

When the cold goes?

What will the spring nights bring

When the cold goes?

He knocked and came inside

He came in with the tide

And I said: «Have a chair»

I handed him a beer

Hey Joe

His name is Joe

What will they talk about

When Joe goes?

What will they talk about

When Joe goes?

I don’t know

Hey Joe, hey Joe

What will the winter bring

When autumn goes?

What will the winter bring

When autumn goes?