George Jackson Lyrics

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George Jackson Lyrics by Bob Dylan

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by Bob Dylan 
  
 I woke up this mornin', 
 There were tears in my bed. 
 They killed a man I really loved 
 Shot him through the head. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They cut George Jackson down. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They laid him in the ground. 
  
 Sent him off to prison 
 For a seventy-dollar robbery. 
 Closed the door behind him 
 And they threw away the key. 
 Lord, Lord, They cut George Jackson down. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They laid him in the ground. 
  
 He wouldn't take shit from no one 
 He wouldn't bow down or kneel. 
 Authorities, they hated him 
 Because he was just too real. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They cut George Jackson down. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They laid him in the ground. 
  
 Prison guards, they cursed him 
 As they watched him from above 
 But they were frightened of his power 
 They were scared of his love. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 So they cut George Jackson down. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They laid him in the ground. 
  
 Sometimes I think this whole world 
 Is one big prison yard. 
 Some of us are prisoners 
 The rest of us are guards. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They cut George Jackson down. 
 Lord, Lord, 
 They laid him in the ground.

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