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  • 作曲 : Bob Dylan
    A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood
    A finger fired the trigger to his name
    A handle hid out in the dark
    A hand set the spark
    Two eyes took the aim
    Behind a man's brain
    But he can't be blamed
    He's only a pawn in their game
    A south politician preaches to the poor white man
    You got more than blacks don't complain
    You're better than them you been born with white skin they explain
    And the Negro's name
    Is used it is plain
    For the politician's gain
    As he rises to fame
    And the poor white remains
    On the caboose of the train
    But it ain't him to blame
    He's only a pawn in their game
    The deputy sheriffs the soldiers the governors get paid
    And the marshals and cops get the same
    But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
    He's taught in his school
    From the start by the rule
    That the laws are with him
    To protect his white skin
    To keep up his hate
    So he never thinks straight
    'Bout the shape that he's in
    But it ain't him to blame
    He's only a pawn in their game
    From the poverty shacks he looks from the cracks to the tracks
    And the hoof beats pound in his brain
    And he's taught how to walk in a pack
    Shoot in the back
    With his fist in a clinch
    To hang and to lynch
    To hide neath the hood
    To kill with no pain
    Like a dog on a chain
    He ain't got no name
    But it ain't him to blame
    He's only a pawn in their game
    Today Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
    They lowered him down as a king
    But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
    That fired the gun
    He'll see by his grave
    On the stone that remains
    Carved next to his name
    His epitaph plain
    Only a pawn in their game
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
    [00:01.38]A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood
    [00:08.55]A finger fired the trigger to his name
    [00:13.56]A handle hid out in the dark
    [00:17.77]A hand set the spark
    [00:19.90]Two eyes took the aim
    [00:23.30]Behind a man's brain
    [00:26.64]But he can't be blamed
    [00:29.69]He's only a pawn in their game
    [00:36.48]A south politician preaches to the poor white man
    [00:43.35]You got more than blacks don't complain
    [00:47.46]You're better than them you been born with white skin they explain
    [00:54.63]And the Negro's name
    [00:58.16]Is used it is plain
    [01:01.44]For the politician's gain
    [01:04.59]As he rises to fame
    [01:06.94]And the poor white remains
    [01:09.02]On the caboose of the train
    [01:11.42]But it ain't him to blame
    [01:13.60]He's only a pawn in their game
    [01:23.18]The deputy sheriffs the soldiers the governors get paid
    [01:29.87]And the marshals and cops get the same
    [01:35.28]But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
    [01:43.20]He's taught in his school
    [01:46.07]From the start by the rule
    [01:48.55]That the laws are with him
    [01:50.81]To protect his white skin
    [01:53.23]To keep up his hate
    [01:55.17]So he never thinks straight
    [01:57.16]'Bout the shape that he's in
    [01:59.29]But it ain't him to blame
    [02:01.33]He's only a pawn in their game
    [02:09.94]From the poverty shacks he looks from the cracks to the tracks
    [02:17.19]And the hoof beats pound in his brain
    [02:21.28]And he's taught how to walk in a pack
    [02:25.39]Shoot in the back
    [02:26.58]With his fist in a clinch
    [02:29.96]To hang and to lynch
    [02:32.80]To hide neath the hood
    [02:34.87]To kill with no pain
    [02:37.03]Like a dog on a chain
    [02:39.18]He ain't got no name
    [02:41.28]But it ain't him to blame
    [02:43.27]He's only a pawn in their game
    [02:51.82]Today Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
    [02:58.82]They lowered him down as a king
    [03:04.41]But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
    [03:09.29]That fired the gun
    [03:11.30]He'll see by his grave
    [03:14.20]On the stone that remains
    [03:16.70]Carved next to his name
    [03:18.76]His epitaph plain
    [03:21.16]Only a pawn in their game

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