1913 Massacre-Bob Dylan

[ti:1913 Massacre (Live)] [ar:Bob Dylan] [al:New York 1961] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]1913 Massacre (1913年大屠杀) - Bob Dylan [00:34.06]Take a trip with me in 1913 [00:37.74] [00:40.97]To Calumet Michigan in the copper country [00:45.11] [00:47.83]I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall [00:53.03] [00:54.79]And the miners are having their big Christmas Ball [01:02.07] [01:04.75]I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs [01:08.54] [01:11.72]Their singing and dancing is heard everywhere [01:15.67] [01:18.82]I'll let you shake hands with the people you see [01:23.21] [01:25.79]And watch the kids dance round that big Christmas tree [01:32.86] [01:35.79]There's singing and dancing and songs in the air [01:40.31] [01:42.77]And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere [01:47.16] [01:49.77]Before you know it you're friends with us all [01:54.58] [01:56.80]And you're dancing around and around in the hall [02:04.63] [02:06.99]You ask about work and you ask about pay [02:11.02] [02:13.84]They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day [02:17.39] [02:20.75]Theirs working the copper claims risking their lives [02:24.80] [02:27.63]So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives [02:36.46] [02:38.94]Hey little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights [02:42.97] [02:45.72]To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet [02:49.99] [02:52.90]To hear all this fun you would not realize [02:57.11] [02:59.66]That the copper boss thug men are milling outside [03:06.97] [03:09.68]The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door [03:13.17] [03:16.80]One of them yelled and he screamed There's a fire [03:20.69] [03:23.56]A lady she hollered There's no such a thing [03:29.82] [03:30.70]Keep on with your party there's no such a thing [03:37.55] [03:40.66]A few people rushed and it's only a few [03:44.49] [03:47.58]It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you [03:51.39] [03:54.55]A man grabbed his daughter and he carried her down [03:58.59] [04:01.41]But the thugs held the door and he could not get out [04:08.69] [04:11.54]And then others followed a hundred or more [04:15.12] [04:18.38]But most everybody remained on the floor [04:22.71] [04:25.49]The gun thugs they still laughed at their murderous joke [04:29.58] [04:32.54]And the children were smothered on the stairs by the door [04:40.18] [04:42.61]Such a terrible sight I never did see [04:46.60] [04:49.45]We carried our children back up to their tree [04:54.51] [04:56.65]The scabs outside still laughed at their spree [05:01.13] [05:03.61]And the children that died there were seventy three [05:11.28] [05:13.85]The piano played a slow funeral tune [05:17.86] [05:20.66]And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon [05:25.40] [05:27.80]The parents they cried and the miners they moaned [05:32.16] [05:34.94]See what your greed for money has done