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Bob Dylan - Death Of Emmett Till lyrics

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"Twas down in Mississippi no so long ago,
When a young boy from Chicago town stepped through a 
Southern door.
This boy's dreadful tragedy I can still remember well,
The color of his skin was black and his name was Emmett 
Till.

Some men they dragged him to a barn and there they beat 
him up.
They said they had a reason, but I can't remember what.
They tortured him and did some evil things too evil to 
repeat.
There was screaming sounds inside the barn, there was 
laughing sounds out on the street.

Then they rolled his body down a gulf amidst a bloody 
red rain
And they threw him in the waters wide to cease his 
screaming pain.
The reason that they killed him there, and I'm sure it 
ain't no lie,
Was just for the fun of killin' him and to watch him 
slowly die.

And then to stop the United States of yelling for a 
trial,
Two brothers they confessed that they had killed poor 
Emmett Till.
commit this awful crime,
And so this trial was a mockery, but nobody seemed to 
mind.

I saw the morning papers but I could not bear to see
The smiling brothers walkin' down the courthouse 
stairs.
For the jury found them innocent and the brothers they 
went free,
While Emmett's body floats the foam of a Jim Crow 
southern sea.

If you can't speak out against this kind of thing, a 
crime that's so unjust,
Your eyes are filled with dead men's dirt, your mind is 
filled with dust.
Your arms and legs they must be in shackles and chains, 
and your blood it must refuse to flow,
For you let this human race fall down so God-awful low!

This song is just a reminder to remind your fellow man
That this kind of thing still lives today in that 
ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan.
But if all of us folks that thinks alike, if we gave 
all we could give,
We could make this great land of ours a greater place 
to live.

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