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Artiste : Bob Dylan
Titre : Who Killed Davey Moore?
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?