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A bullet from the back of a bush
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Took Medgar Evers's blood
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A finger fired the trigger to his name
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A handle hid out in the dark
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The hand set the spark
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Two eyes took the aim
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Behind a man's brain
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But he can't be blamed
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He's only a pawn in their game
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I was the only singer there probably
singing the songs that he'd written.

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And most likely, two years earlier to that...
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I wouldn't have been able
to get into Newport.

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You got more than the blacks,
don't complain

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You're better than them
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You been born with white skin, they explain
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It was quite a sensation.
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He was singing a lot of,
what they called then, protest songs.

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I've always hated that designation.
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And it was very much...
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in the spirit of the time.
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Pete and the crowd
around Broadside magazine...

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had fallen head over heels in love with him.
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Today, Medgar Evers was buried
from the bullet he caught

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They lowered him down as a king
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But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
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That fired the gun
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He'll see by his grave
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On the stone that remains
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Carved next to his name
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His epitaph plain
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Only a pawn in their game
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There was Woody Guthrie,
transition to Pete Seeger...

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who carried on Woody's tradition.

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