| Oxford town, oxford town
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| Evrybodys got their heads bowed down
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| The sun dont shine above the ground
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| Aint a-goin down to oxford town
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| He went down to oxford town
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| Guns and clubs followed him down
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| All because his face was brown
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| Better get away from oxford town
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| Oxford town around the bend
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| He come in to the door, he couldnt get in All because of the color of his skin
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| What do you think about that, my frien?
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| Me and my gal, my gals son
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| We got met with a tear gas bomb
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| I dont even know why we come
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| Goin back where we come from
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| Oxford town in the afternoon
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| Evrybody singin a sorrowful tune
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| Two men died neath the mississippi moon
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| Somebody better investigate soon
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| Oxford town, oxford town
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| Evrybodys got their heads bowed down
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| The sun dont shine above the ground
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| Aint a-goin down to oxford town |