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In Oxford, Mississippi
The past is always near
Conversations and brown liquor
Faulkner is still here
Alive and well, he roams the streets
He knows everyone he meets
Shakes their hands and beats retreat
Past the bookshops in the square
Hush, hush, no rush
Stand still and fall
Stand still and fall
In Oxford, Mississippi
The past is leading in
James Meredith walks through an open door
The reasons left uncertain
In the shadow of the daughters
Of the Confederacy
All will be explained when the Civil War ends finally
Hush, hush, there's no rush
Blowing to and fro
Blowing to and fro
In Oxford, Mississippi
The past must interrupt
A drunken man on horseback
Comes galloping through the smoke
Holding a grinning skeleton
Before him as he rides
He leans in from a past that's never far behind
Hush, hush, piles of dust
Stand still and see
Stand still and see
In Oxford, Mississippi
In Oxford, Mississippi
In Oxford, Mississippi
In Oxford, Mississippi
In Oxford, Mississippi
In Oxford, Mississippi