Bob Dylan — Oxford Town

[Verse 1] Oxford Town, Oxford Town Everybody’s got their heads bowed down The sun don’t shine above the ground I am a-going down to Oxford Town [Verse 2] He went down to Oxford Town Guns and clubs followed him down All because his face was brown Better get away from Oxford Town [Verse 3] Oxford Town around the bend Come in to the door, he couldn’t get in All because of the color of his skin What do you think about that, my friend? [Verse 4] Me, my girl, my girl’s son We got met with a tear gas bomb I don’t even know why we come Going back where we come from [Verse 5] Oxford Town in the afternoon Everybody singing a sorrowful tune Two men died beneath the Mississippi moon Somebody better investigate soon