Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Killed Davey Moore?, artist - Bob Dylan. Album song Live At Carnegie Hall 1963, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 05.01.2018
Record label: Resurfaced
Song language: English
Who Killed Davey Moore? |
«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, 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? |