Joe Hill's Last Will

My will is easy to decide

For I have nothing to divide

My kin don't need to reap and moan

"Moss does not cling to a rolling stone"

My body? Oh, If I could choose

I would to ashes it reduce

And let the merry breezes blow

My dust to where some flowers grow

Perhaps some fading flower then

Would soon rise up and grow green again

This is my last and final will

Good luck to all of you

Joe Hill