1913 Massacre-Woody Guthrie/Cisco Houston

[ti:1913 Massacre] [ar:Woody Guthrie] [al:American Icon] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]1913 Massacre (1913年大屠杀) - Woody Guthrie/Cisco Houston [00:04.25]Take a trip with me in 1913 [00:07.67] [00:09.29]To Calumet Michigan in the copper country [00:13.59] [00:14.21]I take you to a place called Italian Hall [00:19.64]Where the miners are having [00:23.67]Their big Christmas ball [00:25.94] [00:27.75]I take you in a door and up a high stairs [00:32.20]Singing and dancing is heard everywhere [00:36.13] [00:36.68]I let you shake hands [00:38.11]With the people you see [00:41.99]And watch the kids dance [00:45.97]Around the big Christmas tree [00:48.85] [00:50.85]You ask about work and you ask about pay [00:55.13] [00:55.74]They'll tell you they make [00:57.08]Less than a dollar a day [00:59.98] [01:00.71]Working the copper claims risking their lives [01:04.79]So it's fun to spend Christmas [01:08.42]With children and wives [01:10.58] [01:12.57]There's talking and laughing [01:14.13]And songs in the air [01:16.40]And the spirit of Christmas [01:18.02]Is there everywhere [01:20.90] [01:21.46]Before you know it [01:22.82]You're friends with us all [01:26.04]And you're dancing around [01:30.07]And around in the hall [01:31.95] [01:33.79]Well a little girl sits down [01:35.49]By the Christmas tree lights [01:37.14]To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet [01:40.62]Hear all this fun you would not realize [01:44.39] [01:44.94]That the copper boss' thug [01:47.95]Men are milling outside [01:50.15] [01:51.41]The copper boss' thugs stuck [01:53.06]Their heads in the door [01:55.03] [01:55.75]One of them yelled and [01:56.78]He screamed "there's a fire " [01:59.52] [02:00.13]A lady she hollered [02:01.51]"there's no such a thing [02:03.74]Keep on with your party [02:06.92]There's no such thing " [02:08.68] [02:10.05]A few people rushed and [02:11.74]It was only a few [02:13.18]"It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you " [02:17.05] [02:17.96]A man grabbed his daughter [02:19.49]And carried her down [02:21.69]But the thugs held the door [02:25.67]And he could not get out [02:27.66] [02:28.79]And then others followed a hundred or more [02:31.87]But most everybody remained on the floor [02:35.73]The gun thugs they laughed [02:37.23]At their murderous joke [02:39.52]While the children were smothered [02:42.80]On the stairs by the door [02:44.75] [02:46.04]Such a terrible sight I never did see [02:50.03]We carried our children back up to their tree [02:54.67]The scabs outside still laughed at their spree [03:00.49]And the children that died [03:04.18]There were seventy-three [03:06.40] [03:07.60]The piano played a slow funeral tune [03:10.97] [03:12.27]And the town was lit up by [03:13.89]A cold Christmas moon [03:16.29] [03:16.99]The parents they cried and [03:18.71]The miners they moaned [03:22.39] [03:24.36]"See what your greed for money has done "