Oxford Town

Oxford Town, Oxford Town Everybody's got their heads bowed down The 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 All because his face was brown Better get away from Oxford Town Oxford Town around the bend Come to the door, he couldn't get in All because of the color of his skin What do you think about that, my friend? Me and my gal, my gal's son We got met with a tear gas bomb I don't even know why we come Goin' back where we come from Oxford Town in the afternoon Everybody singin' a sorrowful tune Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moon Somebody better investigate soon --- Oxford Town - Bob Dylan