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1913 Massacre

Ramblin' Jack Elliott2019年3月22日

1913 Massacre 歌詞

1913 Massacre - Various Artists (歐美群星)

Written by:Guthrie

Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen

 

To calumet Michigan in the copper country

 

I'll take you to place called Italian hall

 

And the miners are having their big Christmas ball

 

I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs

 

Singing and dancing is heard everywhere

 

I will let you shake hands with the people you see

 

And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas tree

 

There's talkin' and laughin' and songs in the air

 

And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere

Before you know it you're friends with us all

 

And you're dancing around and around in the hall

 

You ask about work and you ask about pay

 

They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day

 

Working the copper claims risking their lives

 

So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives

 

Hey a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights

 

To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet

To hear all this fun you had not realize

That the copper boss thug men they are milling outside

 

The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door

 

One of them yelled and he screamed there's a fire

 

A lady she hollered there's no such a thing

Keep on with your party there's no such a thing

 

A few people rushed and it's only a few

 

It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you

 

A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down

 

But the thugs held the door and he could not get out

 

And then others followed a hundred or more

 

Most everybody remained on the floor

 

The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke

 

And the children were smothered on the stair by the door

 

Such a terrible sight I never did see

 

We carried our children back up to their tree

 

The scabs outside still laughed at their spree

 

And the children that died there were seventy three

 

Piano played a slow funeral tune

 

And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon

 

The parents they cried and the miners they moaned

 

 

See what your greed for money has done