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歌曲名 Who Killed Davey Moore (Live) 歌手名 Bob Dylan
作词:Bob Dylan
作曲:Bob Dylan
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
I says the referee
point your finger at me
I could stopped it in the eighth
An maybe kept him from his fate
But the crowd would booed I sure
At not gettin their money worth
It too bad he had to go
But there was a pressure on me too
You know
It wasn me that made him fall
No you can blame me at all
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
us says the angry crowd
Whose screams filled the arena loud
too bad he died that night
But we just like to see a fight
We didn mean for him t meet his death
We just meant to see some sweat
There ain nothing wrong in that
It wasn us that made him fall
No you can blame us at all
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
me says his manager
Puffing on a big cigar
hard to say it hard to tell
I always thought that he was well
It too bad for his wife an kids he dead
But if he was sick he should said
It wasn me that made him fall
No you can blame me at all
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
me says the gambling man
With his ticket stub still in his hand
wasn me that knocked him down
My hands never touched him none
I didn commit no ugly sin
Anyway I put money on him to win
It wasn me that made him fall
No you can blame me at all
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
me says the boxing writer
Pounding print on his old typewriter
Sayin ain to blame
There just as much danger
In a football game
Sayin
fighting is here to stay
It just the old American way
It wasn me that made him fall
No you can blame me at all
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
me
Says the man whose fists
Laid him low in a cloud of mist
Who came here from Cuba door
Where boxing ain allowed no more
hit him yes it true
But that what I am paid to do
Don say
Don say
It was destiny it was God will
Who killed Davey Moore
Why an what the reason for
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