Am C/G D/F# F Am E Am Am C/G D/F# F "Twas down in___ Mississippi, not so___ long ago, Am C/G D/F# E When a young boy___ from Chicago town, stepped through a___ Southern door. Am C/G D/F# F This boy's___ frightful tragedy, I can still___ remember well, Am C/G E Am The color of___ his skin was black, and his name was___ Emmett Till. Am C/G D/F# F Some men they dragged___ him to a barn, and there they___ beat him up. Am C/G D/F# E They said they had___ a reason, but I___ can't remember what. Am C/G D/F# F They tortured him___ and did some things, too evil to repeat. Am C/G E Am There was screaming sounds inside the barn, there was laughing sounds___ out on the street. Am C/G D/F# F Then they rolled his___ body down a gulf, amidst a___ blood-red rain Am C/G D/F# E And they threw him in___ the waters w-ide to cease his screaming p-ain. Am C/G D/F# F The___ reason that they killed him there, and I'm sure it___ ain't no lie, Am C/G E Am Was just for___ the fun of killin' him, and to___ watch him slowly die.. Am C/G D/F# F And then to stop, the United States, of yelling___ for a trial, Am C/G D/F# E Two brothers they___ confessed that they, had killed p-oor Emmett Till. Am C/G D/F# F But on the jury___ there were men, who helped the brothers commit this awful crime, Am C/G E Am And so this trial was a__ mockery, but nobody there__ seemed to mind. Am C/G D/F# F I saw the mor---ning papers, but I___ could not bear Am C/G D/F# E To see the smiling___ brothers, walkin' down the courthouse stairs. Am C/G D/F# F For the jury f-ound them innocent, and the brothers they went free, Am C/G E Am While Emmett's bo--dy floats the foam, of a_ Jim Crow___ southern sea___. Am C/G D/F# F If you can't speak out, against this kind of thing, a crime that's so unjust, Am C/G D/F# E Your eyes are filled___ with dead men's dirt, your mind is filled with dust. Am C/G D/F# F Your arms and legs they must be in shackles and chains, and your blood it must refuse to flow___, Am C/G E Am For you let this human race, fall down so___ God-awful low! Am C/G D/F# F This song is just a reminder, to remind your___ fellow man Am C/G D/F# E That this kind of thing___ still lives today in that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan. Am C/G D/F# F But if all of us folks, that thinks alike, if we give all__ we could give, Am C/G E Am We'd make this great, land of ours a___ greater___ place to live. Am C/G D/F# F Am E Am
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