Scatman Crothers - The Death of Emmett Till, Pt. 2

〈Verse 1〉
'Twas on the following Sunday, they say about two a.m
Two bad men came and knocked at Mose's door
They said to Uncle Mose, "We've come to take the boy
He whistled at that woman, and he must go"

〈Verse 2〉
He was taken to a stable, beat and shot right through the head
All one could hear were blows and Emmett's cries
Last words were, "Mama, save me, have mercy on me, Lord"
The blows still fell, but little Emmett had died
〈Chorus〉
Emmett Till, Emmett Till
His name will be a legend, we all know
Tallahatchie, Mississippi to see his Uncle Mose
But we won't see little Emmett anymore

〈Verse 3〉
Weights were placed upon his body, in the river they did fling
Believing that fiendish crime they'd hide
But in time the body came afloat, still wearing daddy's ring
Ring and feet Uncle Mose identified

〈Verse 4〉
The bad men went to trial, sat and grinned and smoked and chewed
As the fearful witnesses all did testify
Jury out sixty-five minutes, returned verdict in hand
"Not guilty", was their very prompt reply

〈Chorus〉
Oh, Emmett Till, Emmett Till
His name will be a legend, we all know
Tallahatchie, Mississippi to see his Uncle Mose
But we won't see little Emmett anymore
We won't see little Emmett anymore
Oh, we won't see little Emmett anymore