Bob Dylan - Who Killed Davey Moore? Lyrics
Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?Not i, says the referee,Dont point your finger at me.I couldve stopped it in the eighthAn maybe kept him from his fate,But the crowd wouldve booed, Im sure,At not gettin their moneys worth.Its too bad he had to go,But there was a pressure on me too, you know.It wasnt me that made him fall.No, you cant blame me at all.Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?Not us, says the angry crowd,Whose screams filled the arena loud.Its too bad he died that nightBut we just like to see a fight.We didnt mean for him t meet his death,We just meant to see some sweat,There aint nothing wrong in that.It wasnt us that made him fall.No, you cant blame us at all.Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?Not me, says his manager,Puffing on a big cigar.Its hard to say, its hard to tell,I always thought that he was well.Its too bad for his wife an kids hes dead,But if he was sick, he shouldve said.It wasnt me that made him fall.No, you cant blame me at all.Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?Not me, says the gambling man,With his ticket stub still in his hand.It wasnt me that knocked him down,My hands never touched him none.I didnt commit no ugly sin,Anyway, I put money on him to win.It wasnt me that made him fall.No, you cant blame me at all.Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?Not me, says the boxing writer,Pounding print on his old typewriter,Sayin, boxing aint to blame,Theres just as much danger in a football game.Sayin, fist fighting is here to stay,Its just the old american way.It wasnt me that made him fall.No, you cant blame me at all.Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?Not me, says the man whose fistsLaid him low in a cloud of mist,Who came here from cubas doorWhere boxing aint allowed no more.I hit him, yes, its true,But thats what I am paid to do.Dont say murder, dont say kill.It was destiny, it was gods will.Who killed davey moore,Why an whats the reason for?
