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?