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  • Was down in Mississippi not so long ago
    When a young boy from Chicago town
    Walked in a Southern door
    This boy's fateful tragedy
    You all should 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 just can't remember what
    They tortured him and did some things
    Too evil to repeat
    There were screaming sounds inside the barn
    There was laughing sounds out on the street
    Then they rolled his body down a gulf
    Amidst a blood 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 a-sure, it was no lie
    Was just for they found them killing 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 had helped the brothers commit this awful crime
    And so this trial was a mockery
    But nobody there 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 ears must be filled with dust
    Your arms and legs
    They must be in shackles and chains
    And your blood, it must cease to flow
    For you to 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
    But if all of us folks that thinks alike
    If we give all we could give
    We could make this great land of ours
    A greater place to live
  • [00:20.48]Was down in Mississippi not so long ago
    [00:29.98]When a young boy from Chicago town
    [00:34.56]Walked in a Southern door
    [00:39.91]This boy's fateful tragedy
    [00:43.51]You all should remember well
    [00:48.40]The color of his skin was black
    [00:53.04]And his name was Emmett Till
    [01:00.13]Some men, they dragged him to a barn
    [01:06.01]And there they beat him up
    [01:09.30]They said they had a reason
    [01:13.94]But I just can't remember what
    [01:18.38]They tortured him and did some things
    [01:23.66]Too evil to repeat
    [01:27.65]There were screaming sounds inside the barn
    [01:32.32]There was laughing sounds out on the street
    [01:38.16]Then they rolled his body down a gulf
    [01:42.69]Amidst a blood red rain
    [01:47.13]And they threw him in the waters wide
    [01:51.90]To cease his screaming pain
    [01:56.34]The reason that they killed him there
    [02:00.93]And I'm a-sure, it was no lie
    [02:05.37]Was just for they found them killing him
    [02:10.22]And to watch him slowly die
    [02:15.35]And then to stop the United States
    [02:19.15]Of yelling for a trial
    [02:23.53]Two brothers, they confessed
    [02:26.69]That they had killed poor Emmett Till
    [02:32.32]But on the jury there were men
    [02:36.90]Who had helped the brothers commit this awful crime
    [02:41.49]And so this trial was a mockery
    [02:46.13]But nobody there seemed to mind
    [02:51.67]I saw the morning papers
    [02:57.50]But I could not bear
    [03:01.00]To see the smiling brothers
    [03:05.38]Walkin' down the courthouse stairs
    [03:09.97]For the jury found them innocent
    [03:14.49]And the brothers, they went free
    [03:18.93]While Emmett's body floats the foam
    [03:23.51]Of a Jim Crow southern sea
    [03:30.19]If you can't speak out against this kind of thing
    [03:34.98]A crime that's so unjust
    [03:39.73]Your eyes are filled with dead men's dirt
    [03:44.11]Your ears must be filled with dust
    [03:48.90]Your arms and legs
    [03:50.50]They must be in shackles and chains
    [03:53.13]And your blood, it must cease to flow
    [03:57.64]For you to let this human race
    [04:02.59]Fall down so God-awful low
    [04:07.33]This song is just a reminder
    [04:11.82]To remind your fellow man
    [04:16.26]That this kind of thing still lives today
    [04:20.90]In that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan
    [04:25.24]But if all of us folks that thinks alike
    [04:29.72]If we give all we could give
    [04:34.51]We could make this great land of ours
    [04:38.95]A greater place to live