Who Killed Davey Moore?

[Chorus] Who killed Davey Moore Why and what’s the reason for? [Verse 1] “Not I,” says the referee “Don’t point your finger at me I could’ve stopped it in the eighth And maybe kept him from his fate But the crowd would’ve booed, I’m sure At not getting their money’s worth It’s too bad he had to go But there was a pressure on me too, you know It wasn’t me that made him fall No, you can’t blame me at all” [Chorus] [Verse 2] “Not us,” says the angry crowd Whose screams filled the arena loud “It’s too bad he died that night But we just like to see a fight We didn’t mean for him to meet his death We just meant to see some sweat There is nothing wrong in that It wasn’t us that made him fall No, you can’t blame us at all” [Chorus] [Verse 3] “Not me,” says his manager Puffing on a big cigar “It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell I always thought that he was well It’s too bad for his wife an’ kids he’s dead But if he was sick, he should’ve said It wasn’t me that made him fall No, you can’t blame me at all” [Chorus] [Verse 4] “Not me,” says the gambling man With his ticket stub still in his hand “It wasn’t me that knocked him down My hands never touched him none I didn’t commit no ugly sin Anyway, I put money on him to win It wasn’t me that made him fall No, you can’t blame me at all” [Chorus] [Verse 5] “Not me,” says the boxing writer Pounding print on his old typewriter Saying, “Boxing is not to blame There’s just as much danger in a football game” Saying, “Fist fighting is here to stay It’s just the old American way It wasn’t me that made him fall No, you can’t blame me at all” [Chorus] [Verse 6] “Not me,” says the man whose fists Laid him low in a cloud of mist Who came here from Cuba’s door Where boxing is not allowed no more “I hit him, yes, it’s true But that’s what I am paid to do Don’t say ‘murder,’ don’t say ‘kill’ It was destiny, it was God’s will” [Chorus]