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