Who Killed Davey Moore? - Pete Seeger

Who killed Davey Moore?

How come he died

And what’s the reason for it?

«Not I,» says the referee

«Don't point your little finger at me!

Sure, I could have stopped it in the eight

And saved him from his terrible fate

But the crowd would’ve booed, I’m sure

Not getting their money’s worth

Too bad he had to go

But there’s pressure on me, you know

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 it?

«Not I,» says the angry crowd

Whose screams filled 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 nothin' 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 it?

«Not I,» says his manager

Puffing on his big cigar

«It's hard to say, it’s hard to tell

I always thought that he was well

Too bad for his wife and kids he’s dead

But if he was sick he should’ve 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 it?

«Not I,» says the boxing writer

Pounding his print on his old typewriter

Says, «Boxing ain’t to blame

There’s just as much danger in a 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 it?

«Not I,» says the man whose fists

Laid him low in a cloud of mist

Who came here from Cuba’s shore

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 it?