Apropos of Nothing
My will is easy to decide For I have nothing to divide My kin don't need to weep 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
Labor organizer. IWW Wobbly.
Executed in November of 1915, Salt lake City, Utah.
Claimed he wouldn't be caught dead in Utah.
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