[ti:Only A Pawn In Their Game（Albu]
[ar:Bob Dylan]
[al:The Times They Are A-Changin']
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[00:01.41]A bullet from the back of a bush took medgar evers blood.
[00:08.76]A finger fired the trigger to his name.
[00:12.13]
[00:13.56]A handle hid out in the dark
[00:17.90]A hand set the spark
[00:20.09]Two eyes took the aim
[00:21.77]
[00:23.39]Behind a mans brain
[00:25.08]
[00:26.76]But he cant be blamed
[00:28.07]
[00:29.81]Hes only a pawn in their game.
[00:33.24]
[00:36.68]A south politician preaches to the poor white man,
[00:41.23]
[00:43.48]You got more than the blacks, dont complain.
[00:46.60]
[00:47.60]Youre better than them,
[00:50.40]you been born with white skin, they explain.
[00:53.27]
[00:54.84]And the negros name
[00:56.71]
[00:58.33]Is used it is plain
[01:00.08]
[01:01.58]For the politicians gain
[01:03.32]
[01:04.70]As he rises to fame
[01:06.56]
[01:07.07]And the poor white remains
[01:09.19]On the caboose of the train
[01:11.00]
[01:11.56]But it aint him to blame
[01:13.12]
[01:13.74]Hes only a pawn in their game.
[01:17.69]
[01:23.38]The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid,
[01:27.75]
[01:30.06]And the marshals and cops get the same,
[01:33.64]
[01:35.44]But the poor white mans used
[01:39.12]in the hands of them all like a tool.
[01:41.63]
[01:43.31]Hes taught in his school
[01:45.06]
[01:46.18]From the start by the rule
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[01:48.72]That the laws are with him
[01:50.40]
[01:50.97]To protect his white skin
[01:53.15]To keep up his hate
[01:55.08]So he never thinks straight
[01:57.14]bout the shape that hes in
[01:59.39]But it aint him to blame
[02:01.33]Hes only a pawn in their game.
[02:06.04]
[02:10.16]From the poverty shacks,
[02:12.47]he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
[02:15.21]
[02:17.33]And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
[02:20.81]
[02:21.37]And hes taught how to walk in a pack
[02:25.44]Shoot in the back
[02:27.00]With his fist in a clinch
[02:28.56]
[02:30.06]To hang and to lynch
[02:31.62]
[02:32.93]To hide neath the hood
[02:34.36]
[02:35.05]To kill with no pain
[02:37.17]Like a dog on a chain
[02:39.23]He aint got no name
[02:41.35]But it aint him to blame
[02:43.41]Hes only a pawn in their game.
[02:48.50]
[02:52.06]Today, medgar evers was buried
[02:54.61]from the bullet he caught.
[02:56.48]
[02:58.91]They lowered him down as a king.
[03:02.47]
[03:04.53]But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
[03:09.41]That fired the gun
[03:11.41]Hell see by his grave
[03:13.16]
[03:14.34]On the stone that remains
[03:16.21]
[03:16.78]Carved next to his name
[03:18.84]His epitaph plain:
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[03:21.39]Only a pawn in their game.
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