Oxford Town

Oxford Town, Oxford Town

Everybody's got their heads bowed down

The sun don't shine above the ground

Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford TownHe went down to Oxford Town

Guns and clubs followed him down

All because his face was brown

Better get away from Oxford TownOxford Town around the bend

Come to the door, he couldn't get in

All because of the color of his skin

What do you think about that, my friend?Me and my gal, my gal's son

We got met with a tear gas bomb

I don't even know why we come

Goin' back where we come from