Bob Dylan "Oxford Town" |
Oxford town, Oxford town Everybody's got their heads bowed down Sun don't shine above the ground Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford town He went down to Oxford town Guns and clubs followed him down Just because his face was brown Better get away from Oxford town Oxford town around the bend He went to the door, he couldn't get in All because of the colour of his skin What do you think about that my friend? Me, my gal and my gal's son We got met with a tear gas bomb Don't even know why we come We're goin' back where we come from Oxford town in the afternoon Everybody's singin' a sorrowful tune Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moon Somebody better investigate soon Oxford town, Oxford town Everybody's got their heads bowed down Sun don't shine above the ground Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford town Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |