Who Killed Davey Moore Songtext

von Pete Seeger

Who killed Davey Moore?
How come he died, and what's the reason for?
Not I says the referee.
Don't point your little finger at me.
Sure I could have stopped it in the eighth
And saved him from this terrible fate,
But the crowd would have booed I'm sure,
At not getting their money's worth.
Too bad he had to go,
But there is pressure on me you know,
No, it wasn't us that made him fall,
You can't blame me at all.

Who killed Davey Moore?
How come he died, and what's the reason for?
Not I says the angry crowd,
Whose screams fill the ring aloud,
Says too bad he died that night,
But we just like to see a good fight,
You can't blame us for his death,
We just like to see some sweat,
There ain't nothing wrong in that,
No, it wasn't us that made him fall,
You can't blame us at all.

Who killed Davey Moore?
How come he died, and what's the reason for?
Not I says the manager, puffing on his big cigar,
It's hard to say, it's hard to tell,
Always thought that he was well,
Too bad for his wife and kids he's dead,
But if he was sick he should have said,
No, you can't blame me at all,
It wasn't me that made him fall.

Who killed Davey Moore?
How come he died, and what's the reason for?
Not I says the boxing writer,
Pounding his print on his old typwriter,
Says boxing ain't to blame,
There is just as much danger in the football game,
Says boxing is here to stay,
It's just the old American way,
No, it wasn't me that made him fall,
You can't blame me at all.

Who killed Davey Moore?
How come he died, and what's the reason for?
Not I says the man whose fists
Laid him low of a cloud of mist,
Who came here from Cuba's door,
Where boxing ain't allowed no more,
I hit him, yes, it's true,
But that's what I was paid to do,
Don't say murder,
Don't say kill,
It was destiny, it was God's will.

Who killed Davey Moore?
How come he died, and what's the reason for?