Joe

Joe is a spy
Who works in Moscow
Setting out documents for his pals
He's looking forward
To going home
And turning in his government phone
But as he's getting
On the plane
He thinks he'll always feel the same
He calls his wife
To tell her so
He doesn't think he's coming home

He'll always be alone (Joe!)
He's never coming home
He's moving very slow (Joe!)
He's trudging through the snow

Marie is a maid
Who works on the coast
She's never seen a winter coat
But she sees ice caps in her dreams
A summit ridge ten thousand feet
And as she's planting her flag in the snow
She sees a man she doesn't know
She reaches forward and starts to scream
What's that sound it's six fifteen

He'll always be alone (Joe!)
He's never coming home
He's moving very slow (Joe!)
He's trudging through the snow

Though the two of them will never meet
What a nice thing it would be



Credits
Writer(s): Luca Greenspun
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