Too Many Martyrs

"Too Many Martyrs" by Phil Ochs

In the state of Mississippi many years ago

A boy of 14 years got a taste of southern law

He saw his friend a hanging and his color was his crime

And the blood upon his jacket left a brand upon his mind

CHORUS: Too many martyrs and too many dead

Too many lies too many empty words were said

Am D G (Em optional)

Too many times for too many angry men

Oh let it never be again