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Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: Ab
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Oxford Town, Oxford Town
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Ev'rybody's got their heads bowed down
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The sun don't shine above the ground
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Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford Town
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He went down to Oxford Town
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Guns and clubs followed him down
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All because his face was brown
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Better get away from Oxford Town
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Oxford Town around the bend
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He come in to the door, he couldn't get in
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All because of the color of his skin
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What do you think about that, my frien'?
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Me and my gal, my gal's son
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We got met with a tear gas bomb
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I don't even know why we come
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Goin' back where we come from
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Oxford Town in the afternoon
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Ev'rybody singin' a sorrowful tune
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Two men died 'neath the Mississippi moon
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Somebody better investigate soon
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Oxford Town, Oxford Town
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Ev'rybody's got their heads bowed down
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The sun don't shine above the ground
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Ain't a-goin' down to Oxford Town
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