Oxford Town

Oxford town, Oxford town Everybody's got their heads bowed down 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 colour of his skin What do you think about that, my friend? Me, my gal, and my gal's son We got met with a tear gas bomb Don't even know why we come We're goin' back where we came from Oxford town in the afternoon Everybody's singin' a sorrowful tune Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moon Somebody better investigate soon.