Hey Joe

Hey Joe

Patti Smith



Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so Makes me feel so masochistic The way you go down low deep into the neck And I would do anything, and I would do anything and Patty Hearst You're standing there in front of the Symbionese Liberation army flag with your legs spread I was wondering will you get it every night From a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did And now that you're on the run what goes on in your mind Your sisters they sit by the window You know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your daddy Well you know what your daddy said Patty, you know what your daddy said Patty, he said, he said, he said Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely child Now here she is with a gun in her hand Hey Joe, hey Joe, where're you going with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' with that gun in your hand? I'm gonna go shoot my ol' lady You know I found her messin' around town with another man And you know that ain't cool, watch me Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down You shot her down to the ground, you shot her Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did, I shot her, I shot her I caught her messin' round with some other man So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I shot her I shot her, shoot her one more time for me Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you gonna run to? Where you gonna run to, Joe, where you gonna run to ? Go get a cover, I'm gonna go down south I'm gonna go down south to Mexico I'm going down, down, down to Mexico where a man can be free No one's gonna put a noose around my neck No one is gonna give me life, no I'm goin' down to Mexico, I'm going down You're not going to hear 'em stand there And look at the stars as big as holes in the arms And the stars like a back truck electric flag And I'm standing there under that flag with your carbine Between my legs, you know, I felt so free of death beyond me I felt so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me baby But they'll never find me, no, they can hold me down like a And I'm still on the run and they can speculate what I'm free But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just what I was feelin' But I'm sorry, I am no little pretty little rich girl I am nobody's million dollar baby, I am nobody's patsy anymore I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm nobody's patsy anymore And I feel so free


Hey Joe / Piss Factory
Hey Joe / Piss FactoryPatti Smith
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