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.