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Autor: Bob Dylan
Album: Bob Dylan
Song title: The Death Of Emmett Till
"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.
But on the jury there were men who helped the brothers 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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Album: Bob Dylan
Song title: The Death Of Emmett Till
"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.
But on the jury there were men who helped the brothers 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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Ain't A-Gonna Grieve
Ain't No Man Righteous (No Not One)
All Over You
Ballad For A Friend
Ballad Of Donald White
Band Of The Hand (It's Hell Time Man!)
Bob Dylan's New Orleans Rag
California
Coming From The Heart (The Road Is Long)
Denise
Dignity
Dusty Old Fairgrounds
Farewell
Fixin' To Die
Freight Train Blues
George Jackson
Get Your Rocks Off!
Go 'Way Little Boy
Gospel Plow
Guess I'm Doin' Fine
Gypsy Lou
Highway 51 Blues
House Of The Rising Sun
I'd Hate To Be You On That Dreadful Day
I'd Have You Any Time
If I Don't Be There By Morning
In My Time Of Dyin'
John Brown
Legionnaire's Disease
Long Ago, Far Away
Long Time Gone
Love Is Just A Four-Letter Word
Man Of Constant Sorrow
Money Blues
Night After Night
Playboys And Playgirls
Poor Boy Blues
Pretty Peggy-O
Rita May
Rocks And Gravel
See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
Sign Language
Sign On The Cross
Silent Weekend
Song To Woody
Standing On The Highway
Steel Bars
Talking New York
The Death Of Emmett Till
The Wandering Kind
Things Have Changed
Tomorrow Is A Long Time
Train A-Travelin'
Trouble In Mind
Walk Out In The Rain
Wanted Man
Watching The River Flow
When I Paint My Masterpiece
You're No Good
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