Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
"Not I," says the referee,
"Don`t point your finger at me.
I could`ve stopped it in the eighth
An` maybe kept him from his fate,
But the crowd would`ve booed, I`m sure,
At not gettin` their money`s worth.
It`s too bad he had to go,
But there was a pressure on me too, you know.
It wasn`t me that made him fall.
No, you can`t blame me at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
"Not us," says the angry crowd,
Whose screams filled the arena loud.
"It`s too bad he died that night
But we just like to see a fight.
We didn`t mean for him t` meet his death,
We just meant to see some sweat,
There ain`t nothing wrong in that.
It wasn`t us that made him fall.
No, you can`t blame us at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
"Not me," says his manager,
Puffing on a big cigar.
"It`s hard to say, it`s hard to tell,
I always thought that he was well.
It`s too bad for his wife an` kids he`s dead,
But if he was sick, he should`ve said.
It wasn`t me that made him fall.
No, you can`t blame me at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
"Not me," says the gambling man,
With his ticket stub still in his hand.
"It wasn`t me that knocked him down,
My hands never touched him none.
I didn`t commit no ugly sin,
Anyway, I put money on him to win.
It wasn`t me that made him fall.
No, you can`t blame me at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
"Not me," says the boxing writer,
Pounding print on his old typewriter,
Sayin`, "Boxing ain`t to blame,
There`s just as much danger in a football game."
Sayin`, "Fist fighting is here to stay,
It`s just the old American way.
It wasn`t me that made him fall.
No, you can`t blame me at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
"Not me," says the man whose fists
Laid him low in a cloud of mist,
Who came here from Cuba`s door
Where boxing ain`t allowed no more.
"I hit him, I hit him, yes, it`s true,
But that`s what I am paid to do.
Don`t say `murder,` don`t say `kill.`
It was destiny, it was God`s will."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an` what`s the reason for?
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| Track | Song Title | Duration |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Mr. Tambourine Man | 2:18 |
| 1 | The Times They Are A-Changin' | 3:00 |
| 2 | A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall | 7:23 |
| 2 | Spanish Harlem Incident | 2:25 |
| 3 | Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues | 3:25 |
| 3 | Talkin' World War III Blues | 6:25 |
| 4 | Don't Think Twice, It's All Right | 3:40 |
| 4 | To Ramona | 4:32 |
| 5 | Gates of Eden | 5:40 |
| 5 | The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll | 5:14 |
| 6 | If You Gotta Go, Go Now | 2:56 |
| 6 | Mama, You Been on My Mind | 2:55 |
| 7 | It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) | 7:26 |
| 7 | With God on Our Side | 7:04 |
| 8 | I Don't Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met) | 3:12 |
| 8 | It Ain't Me, Babe | 3:34 |
| 9 | All I Really Want to Do | 4:01 |
| 9 | Who Killed Davey Moore | 3:07 |
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