1913 Massacre

Woody Guthrie

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 ABmA
 Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
 DGA
To Calumet, Michigan, in the copper country.
 BmA
I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
 DGA
Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball.

 ABmA
 I'll take you through a door, and up a high stairs.
 DGA
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere,
 BmA
I will let you shake hands with the people you see
 DGA
And watch the kids dance round that big Christmas tree.

 BmA
You ask about work and you ask about pay;
 DGA
They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day,
 BmA
Working the copper claims, risking their lives,
 DGA
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives.

 ABmA
 There's talking and laughing and songs in the air,
 DGA
And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere,
 BmA
Before you know it, you're friends with us all
 DGA
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.

 ABmA
 Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
 DGA
To play the piano, so you gotta keep quiet.
 Bma
To hear all this fun you would not realize
 DGA
That the copper-boss thug-men are milling outside.

 ABmA
 The copper-boss thugs stuck their heads in the door
 DGA
One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire!"
 BmA
A lady, she hollered, "There's no such a thing!
 DGA
Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing."

 ABmA
 A few people rushed, and it was only a few
 DGA
"It's only the thugs and the scabs fooling you."
 BmA
A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down
 DGA
But the thugs held the door and they could not get out.

 ABmA
 And then others followed, a hundred or more
 DGA
But most everybody remained on the floor.
 BmA
The gun-thugs they laughed at their murderous joke,
 DGA
While the children were smothered on the stair by the door.

 ABmA
 Such a terrible sight I never did see
 DGA
We carried our children back up to their tree.
 BmA
The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
 DGA
And the children that died there were seventy-three.
 ABmA
 The piano played a slow funeral tune
 DGA
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon,
 BmA
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned,
 DGA
"See what your greed for money has done."



-Tabbed by Ryon Castro

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