| Song | Too Many Martyrs |
| Artist | Phil Ochs |
| Album | All The News That's Fit To Sing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| Em g d | |
| In the state of mississippi many years ago | |
| Am em | |
| A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law | |
| Em g d | |
| He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime | |
| Am em | |
| And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind | |
| Am d g | |
| Chorus: too many martyrs and too many dead | |
| Am d g (em optional) | |
| Too many lies too many empty words were said | |
| Am d g | |
| Too many times for too many angry men | |
| Am d em | |
| Oh let it never be again | |
| His name was medgar evers and he walked his road alone | |
| Like emmett till and thousands more whose names we'll never know | |
| They tried to burn his home and they beat him to the ground | |
| But deep inside they both knew what it took to bring him down | |
| *chorus* | |
| The killer waited by his home hidden by the night | |
| As evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight | |
| He slowly squeezed the trigger, the bullet left his side | |
| It struck the heart of every man when evers fell and died. | |
| *chorus* | |
| And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded clear | |
| Laid him in his grave when the victory was near | |
| While we waited for the future for freedom through the land (*) | |
| The country gained a killer and the country lost a man | |
| *chorus* /pre> |
| pre | |
| Em g d | |
| In the state of mississippi many years ago | |
| Am em | |
| A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law | |
| Em g d | |
| He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime | |
| Am em | |
| And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind | |
| Am d g | |
| Chorus: too many martyrs and too many dead | |
| Am d g em optional | |
| Too many lies too many empty words were said | |
| Am d g | |
| Too many times for too many angry men | |
| Am d em | |
| Oh let it never be again | |
| His name was medgar evers and he walked his road alone | |
| Like emmett till and thousands more whose names we' ll never know | |
| They tried to burn his home and they beat him to the ground | |
| But deep inside they both knew what it took to bring him down | |
| chorus | |
| The killer waited by his home hidden by the night | |
| As evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight | |
| He slowly squeezed the trigger, the bullet left his side | |
| It struck the heart of every man when evers fell and died. | |
| chorus | |
| And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded clear | |
| Laid him in his grave when the victory was near | |
| While we waited for the future for freedom through the land | |
| The country gained a killer and the country lost a man | |
| chorus pre |
| pre | |
| Em g d | |
| In the state of mississippi many years ago | |
| Am em | |
| A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law | |
| Em g d | |
| He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime | |
| Am em | |
| And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind | |
| Am d g | |
| Chorus: too many martyrs and too many dead | |
| Am d g em optional | |
| Too many lies too many empty words were said | |
| Am d g | |
| Too many times for too many angry men | |
| Am d em | |
| Oh let it never be again | |
| His name was medgar evers and he walked his road alone | |
| Like emmett till and thousands more whose names we' ll never know | |
| They tried to burn his home and they beat him to the ground | |
| But deep inside they both knew what it took to bring him down | |
| chorus | |
| The killer waited by his home hidden by the night | |
| As evers stepped out from his car into the rifle sight | |
| He slowly squeezed the trigger, the bullet left his side | |
| It struck the heart of every man when evers fell and died. | |
| chorus | |
| And they laid him in his grave while the bugle sounded clear | |
| Laid him in his grave when the victory was near | |
| While we waited for the future for freedom through the land | |
| The country gained a killer and the country lost a man | |
| chorus pre |