《Only A Pawn In Their Game》歌词

[00:00:00] Only A Pawn In Their Game - Bob Dylan

[00:00:00] Written by：Bob Dylan

[00:00:01] A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood

[00:00:08] A finger fired the trigger to his name

[00:00:13] A handle hid out in the dark

[00:00:17] A hand set the spark

[00:00:19] Two eyes took the aim

[00:00:23] Behind a man's brain

[00:00:26] But he can't be blamed

[00:00:29] He's only a pawn in their game

[00:00:36] A south politician preaches to the poor white man

[00:00:43] You got more than blacks don't complain

[00:00:47] You're better than them you been born with white skin they explain

[00:00:54] And the Negro's name

[00:00:58] Is used it is plain

[00:01:01] For the politician's gain

[00:01:04] As he rises to fame

[00:01:06] And the poor white remains

[00:01:09] On the caboose of the train

[00:01:11] But it ain't him to blame

[00:01:13] He's only a pawn in their game

[00:01:23] The deputy sheriffs the soldiers the governors get paid

[00:01:29] And the marshals and cops get the same

[00:01:35] But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool

[00:01:43] He's taught in his school

[00:01:46] From the start by the rule

[00:01:48] That the laws are with him

[00:01:50] To protect his white skin

[00:01:53] To keep up his hate

[00:01:55] So he never thinks straight

[00:01:57] 'Bout the shape that he's in

[00:01:59] But it ain't him to blame

[00:02:01] He's only a pawn in their game

[00:02:09] From the powerty shacks he looks from the cracks to the tracks

[00:02:17] And the hoof beats pound in his brain

[00:02:21] And he's taught how to walk in a pack

[00:02:25] Shoot in the back

[00:02:26] With his fist in a clinch

[00:02:29] To hang and to lynch

[00:02:32] To hide neath the hood

[00:02:34] To kill with no pain

[00:02:37] Like a dog on a chain

[00:02:39] He ain't got no name

[00:02:41] But it ain't him to blame

[00:02:43] He's only a pawn in their game

[00:02:51] Today Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught

[00:02:58] They lowered him down as a king

[00:03:04] But when the shadowy sun sets on the one

[00:03:09] That fired the gun

[00:03:11] He'll see by his grave

[00:03:14] On the stone that remains

[00:03:16] Carved next to his name

[00:03:18] His epitaph plain

[00:03:21] Only a pawn in their game