No, Rick, it wasn't either of those two---definitely not Dylan. It was sung by someone I'd never heard of before or since----possibly the one who wrote it. It was on no label I'd ever seen before or since also. I bought it on Lincoln St. in Evansville, Indiana--- a rather quiet ghetto part of that city where I spent summers working in my uncle's factory while in school. Those were more timid times with the phrase "in yo face" not even thought of yet, but the laid back street was awakening. First, mild awareness---and then, when Martin Luther King was killed, the rage that erupted just about levelled that part of Evansville. I didn't get back to Evansville until I was called to an emergency at 3:00 AM. I had to work out new nursing home arrangements for my aunt 'cause she had decked the head nurse with a vicious right and they were gonna put her out of her nursing facility with all her belongings. (But that's another story.)

I never knew Dylan had recorded "Emmett Till".

Art Thieme

I should've read the entire thread before posting to it. That'll teach me. Sorry if I reposted what had already been discussed.