why? (the king of love is dead)
by Gene Taylor
recorded by Nina Simone, 1967
Once upon this planet earth,
Lived a man of humble birth,
Preaching love and freedom for his fellow man,
He was dreaming of a day,
Peace would come to earth to stay,
And he spread this message all across the land.
Turn the other cheek heâd plead,
Love thy neighbor was his creed,
Pain humiliation death, he did not dread
With his Bible at his side,
From his foes he did not hide,
Itâs hard to think that this great man is dead. (Oh yes)
Will the murders never cease,
Are thy men or are they beasts?
What do they ever hope, ever hope to gain?
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Will my country fall, stand or fall?
Is it too late for us all?
And did Martin Luther King just die in vain?
Cos heâd seen the mountain top,
And he knew he could not stop,
Always living with the threat of death ahead.
Folks youâd better stop and think
Cos weâre heading for the brink.
What will happen now that he is dead?
He was for equality,
For all people you and me,
Full of love and good will, hate was not his way.
He was not a violent man.
Tell me folks if you can,
Just why, why was he shot down the other day?
Well see heâd seen, the mountain top.
And he knew he could not stop,
Always living with the threat of death ahead.
Folks youâd better stop and thinkâ¦and feel again,
For weâre heading for the brink.
Whatâs gonna happen now that the king of love is dead?