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Lyrics for The Death Of Emmet Till by Bob Dylan:
| | | Artist: | Bob Dylan |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | The Death Of Emmet Till | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 160 | | | | Lyrics: | "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.
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