San Jose Wind

With his trademark quaff

And a killer riff

He opened the eyes of the blind

In the spliff bunker

No one punker

A hero for all mankind

I just couldn't believe it when Joe died

Just couldn't believe

My resolve got a little weaker

Berlin never seemed more bleaker

A call from home bought the bad news

A good man has gone

Electric leg

Didn't need to beg

He's got you in the palm of his hand

Black marker ink

On the all night drinkers

Watch 'em all crash land

And his ashes fly ...on the San Jose wind

His wilderness years

Still showed he cared

He made it look effortless

10 Years away

Watching "match of the day"

But just think what he left us