Only A Pawn In Their Game-Bob Dylan

[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan [00:00.69] 作曲 : Bob Dylan [00:01.38]A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood [00:08.55]A finger fired the trigger to his name [00:13.56]A handle hid out in the dark [00:17.77]A hand set the spark [00:19.90]Two eyes took the aim [00:23.30]Behind a man's brain [00:26.64]But he can't be blamed [00:29.69]He's only a pawn in their game [00:36.48]A south politician preaches to the poor white man [00:43.35]You got more than blacks don't complain [00:47.46]You're better than them you been born with white skin they explain [00:54.63]And the Negro's name [00:58.16]Is used it is plain [01:01.44]For the politician's gain [01:04.59]As he rises to fame [01:06.94]And the poor white remains [01:09.02]On the caboose of the train [01:11.42]But it ain't him to blame [01:13.60]He's only a pawn in their game [01:23.18]The deputy sheriffs the soldiers the governors get paid [01:29.87]And the marshals and cops get the same [01:35.28]But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool [01:43.20]He's taught in his school [01:46.07]From the start by the rule [01:48.55]That the laws are with him [01:50.81]To protect his white skin [01:53.23]To keep up his hate [01:55.17]So he never thinks straight [01:57.16]'Bout the shape that he's in [01:59.29]But it ain't him to blame [02:01.33]He's only a pawn in their game [02:09.94]From the poverty shacks he looks from the cracks to the tracks [02:17.19]And the hoof beats pound in his brain [02:21.28]And he's taught how to walk in a pack [02:25.39]Shoot in the back [02:26.58]With his fist in a clinch [02:29.96]To hang and to lynch [02:32.80]To hide neath the hood [02:34.87]To kill with no pain [02:37.03]Like a dog on a chain [02:39.18]He ain't got no name [02:41.28]But it ain't him to blame [02:43.27]He's only a pawn in their game [02:51.82]Today Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught [02:58.82]They lowered him down as a king [03:04.41]But when the shadowy sun sets on the one [03:09.29]That fired the gun [03:11.30]He'll see by his grave [03:14.20]On the stone that remains [03:16.70]Carved next to his name [03:18.76]His epitaph plain [03:21.16]Only a pawn in their game