Barry Joe Stamper - Hey Mo Lyrics

Hey Moe, it's Joe. I'm heading to Transcona.
As you know, we're gonna go to see the WSO
They're performing Beethoven's Ninth,
Ode to joy, ode to life.
We've been friends along the way. We met through a stranger in those Ninga days
Stereo eyes, mono ears, balanced red wine, earthy brewed beer.
We celebrate those Libra years
Daughter of a plumber, gas fitter, a navy man.
And I can tell from her stories,
She learned a lot from him.
And her mother was a golfer,
She liked that upper class social scene
But Moe was more liberal, she had more adventurous dreams.
Stereo eyes, mono ears, balanced red wine, earthy brewed beer
We celebrate those Libra years
A postmaster from Manchester, She worked and traveled the world.
She moved to Saskatchewan, where she was agricultured .
She listens to Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, David Bowie, Gilmour and more
A reader, a writer, she's a master of history.
And any chronicle I don't know, I'll go ask my friend Moe.
She's like Alice,
I think she'll know. I think she'll know
Hey Moe, it's Joe,
I'm heading to Transcona