Death Of Emmett Till chords by Bob Dylan

Intro:
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Verse 1:
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"Twas down in___ Mississippi,   not so___ long ago,
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When a young boy___ from Chicago town,   stepped through a___ Southern door.
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This boy's___ frightful tragedy,    I can still___ remember well,
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The color of___ his skin was black,   and his name was___ Emmett Till.

Verse 2:
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Some men they dragged___ him to a barn,   and there they___ beat him up.
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They said they had___ a reason,    but I___ can't remember what.
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They tortured him___ and did some things,  too evil to repeat.
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There was screaming sounds inside the barn, there was laughing sounds___ out on the street.

Verse 3:
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Then they rolled his___ body down a gulf,  amidst a___ blood-red rain
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And they threw him in___ the waters w-ide to cease his screaming p-ain.
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The___ reason that they killed him there,  and I'm sure it___ ain't no lie,
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Was just for___ the fun of killin' him,   and to___ watch him slowly die..

Verse 4:
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And then to stop,  the United States,  of yelling___ for a trial,
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Two brothers they___ confessed that they,  had killed p-oor Emmett Till.
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But on the jury___ there were men,  who helped the brothers commit this awful crime,
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And so this trial was a__ mockery,  but nobody there__ seemed to mind.

Verse 5:
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I saw the mor---ning papers,  but I___ could not bear
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To see the smiling___ brothers,  walkin' down the courthouse stairs.
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For the jury f-ound them innocent,  and the brothers they went free,
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While Emmett's bo--dy floats the foam, of a_ Jim Crow___ southern sea___.

Verse 6:
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If you can't speak out, against this kind of thing, a crime that's so unjust,
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Your eyes are filled___ with dead men's dirt,  your mind is filled with dust.
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Your arms and legs they must be in shackles and chains, and your blood it must refuse to flow___,
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For you let this human race,  fall down so___ God-awful low!

Verse 7:
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This song is just a reminder,  to remind your___ fellow man
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That this kind of thing___ still lives today in that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan.
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But if all of us folks, that thinks alike, if we give all__ we could give,
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We'd make this great, land of ours a___ greater___ place to live.

Outro:
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