The Ballad Of Trayvon Martin (song)

THE BALLAD OF TRAYVON MARTIN By Jesse Scobie Em G D A On a long, dark February night Am G F#m A On the streets of a Florida town Em G D A A black boy in a hoddie was in sight Am G F#m- D- G- Em A young man was scared to be found (repeat chords) Well the boy was just walking his way home Back from the local 7-11 store Bought some Skittles while on the phone Within minutes, he was dead on the floor The white man was a watchman For the Twin Lakes neighborhood A frustrated, desperate young man Who knew not much from good The boy was visiting his grandfather's place At seventeen, he was no fugitive Not picking a fight, just minding his space But soon it wasn't his choice to live The man phoned 911 in panicked fear A suspicious shadow he saw, And then just as if he was a deer He shot young Martin in the raw When the police arrived, he stood calm He claimed he shot him in self-defense Florida has a Stand your ground law I wonder if it accounts for immoral sense The media jumped on the frenzy train Some said he was crazy, some joined his side Others even said that it was Martin to blame He should of avoided walking that night George Zimmerman, not related to Bob Is now in for the fight of his life But in 2012, this just makes you sob When these crimes come out in the night To those, too blinded by hate to see I've got one more message to give Though the judge might hear your plea He's not the one, above who forgives