Who Killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]作词 : Bob Dylan

[03:13.00]作曲 : Bob Dylan

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?

[03:13.00]"Not I," says the referee

[03:13.00]"Don't point your finger at me

[03:13.00]I could've stopped it in the eighth

[03:13.00]An' kept him from his tragic fate

[03:13.00]But the crowd would've booed, I'm sure

[03:13.00]At not gettin' their money's worth

[03:13.00]It's too bad he had to go

[03:13.00]But there was a pressure on me too, you know

[03:13.00]It wasn't me that made him fall

[03:13.00]You can't blame me at all"

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?

[03:13.00]"Not us," says the angry crowd

[03:13.00]Whose voice filled the arena loud

[03:13.00]"It's too bad he died that night

[03:13.00]But we just like to see a good fight

[03:13.00]We just like to see some sweat

[03:13.00]There ain't nothing wrong in that

[03:13.00]It wasn't us that made him fall

[03:13.00]You can't blame us at all"

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?

[03:13.00]"Not me," says his manager

[03:13.00]Puffing on a big cigar

[03:13.00]"It's hard to say, it's hard to tell

[03:13.00]I always thought that he was well

[03:13.00]It's too bad for his wife an' kids he's dead

[03:13.00]But if he was sick he should've said

[03:13.00]It wasn't me that made him fall

[03:13.00]You can't blame me at all"

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?

[03:13.00]"Not me," says the gambling man

[03:13.00]With his ticket stub still in his hand

[03:13.00]"It wasn't me that knocked him down

[03:13.00]My hands didn't touch him none

[03:13.00]I didn't commit no ugly sin

[03:13.00]Anyway, I put money on him to win

[03:13.00]It wasn't me that made him fall

[03:13.00]You can't blame me at all"

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?

[03:13.00]"Not me," says the boxing writer

[03:13.00]Who pounds print on his old typewriter

[03:13.00]Sayin', "boxing ain't to blame

[03:13.00]There's more danger in a football game"

[03:13.00]Sayin', "Fistfighting is here to stay

[03:13.00]It's the old American way

[03:13.00]It wasn't me that made him fall

[03:13.00]You can't blame me at all"

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?

[03:13.00]"Not me," says the man whose fists

[03:13.00]Laid him low in a cloud of mist

[03:13.00]Who came here from Cuba's door

[03:13.00]Where boxing ain't allowed no more

[03:13.00]"I hit him, yes, it is true

[03:13.00]But that's what I am paid to do

[03:13.00]Don't say 'murder', don't say 'kill'

[03:13.00]It was destiny, it was God's will"

[03:13.00]Who killed Davey Moore

[03:13.00]Why, what's the reason for?