1913 Massacre-Ramblin' Jack Elliott

[ti:1913 Massacre] [ar:Ramblin' Jack Elliott] [al:Vanguard Visionaries] [offset:0] [00:00.50]1913 Massacre - Ramblin' Jack Elliott [00:05.15]Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen [00:08.34] [00:10.90]To Calumet Michigan in the copper country [00:13.95] [00:16.57]I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall [00:20.25] [00:23.08]And the miners are having their big Christmas ball [00:28.44] [00:31.50]I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs [00:35.57]Singing and dancing is heard everywhere [00:38.75] [00:39.81]I'll let you shake hands with the people you see [00:44.19] [00:46.24]And watch the kids dance around the big Christmas tree [00:51.25] [00:54.68]There's talking and laughing and songs in the air [00:58.56]And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere [01:02.31]Before you know it you're friends with us all [01:06.11] [01:07.63]And you're dancing around and around in the hall [01:13.12] [01:15.98]You ask about work and you ask about pay [01:19.55]They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day [01:23.62]Working their copper claims risking their lives [01:27.06] [01:28.51]So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives [01:34.55] [01:37.11]A little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights [01:40.61]To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet [01:44.35]To hear all this fun you would not realize [01:47.60] [01:48.79]That the copper boss thug men are milling outside [01:53.83] [01:57.09]The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door [02:00.78]One of them yelled and he screamed There's a fire [02:05.28]A lady she hollered There's no such a thing [02:08.82] [02:09.39]Keep on with your party there's no such a thing [02:15.10] [02:18.10]A few people rushed and there's only a few [02:21.05] [02:21.67]It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you [02:25.60]A man grabbed his daughter and he carried her down [02:29.47]But the thugs held the door and he could not get out [02:36.10] [02:37.91]And then others followed about a hundred or more [02:41.53]But most everybody remained on the floor [02:45.53]The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke [02:49.07] [02:49.64]And the children were smothered on the stairs by the door [02:55.64] [02:58.62]Such a terrible sight I never did see [03:02.12]We carried our children back up to their tree [03:06.05]The scabs outside still laughed at their spree [03:09.74] [03:14.60]And the children that died there was seventy-three [03:19.72] [03:24.02]The piano played a slow funeral tune [03:27.71]And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon [03:31.64] [03:32.21]The parents they cried and the men they moaned [03:36.82] [03:39.13]See what your greed for money has done