Oxford Town - Tim O'Brien

Oxford town, oxford town

Evrybodys got their heads bowed down

The sun dont shine above the ground

Aint 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

He come in to the door, he couldnt get in All because of the color of his skin

What do you think about that, my frien?

Me and my gal, my gals son

We got met with a tear gas bomb

I dont even know why we come

Goin back where we come from

Oxford town in the afternoon

Evrybody singin a sorrowful tune

Two men died neath the mississippi moon

Somebody better investigate soon

Oxford town, oxford town

Evrybodys got their heads bowed down

The sun dont shine above the ground

Aint a-goin down to oxford town