1913 Massacre-Various Artists

[ti:1913 Massacre] [ar:Ramblin' Jack Elliot] [al:Protest Songs - 50 Originals from the Great Depression] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]1913 Massacre (1913年大屠杀) - Various Artists (欧美群星) [00:02.52]Written by：Guthrie [00:05.04]Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen [00:08.31] [00:10.05]To calumet Michigan in the copper country [00:13.69] [00:15.16]I'll take you to place called Italian hall [00:19.53] [00:22.25]And the miners are having their big Christmas ball [00:27.17] [00:29.42]I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs [00:33.25] [00:34.72]Singing and dancing is heard everywhere [00:38.41] [00:39.49]I will let you shake hands with the people you see [00:43.65] [00:44.47]And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas tree [00:48.96] [00:52.12]There's talkin' and laughin' and songs in the air [00:55.55] [00:56.74]And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere [01:00.67]Before you know it you're friends with us all [01:04.10] [01:05.38]And you're dancing around and around in the hall [01:09.95] [01:11.16]You ask about work and you ask about pay [01:14.34] [01:15.76]They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day [01:19.35] [01:19.88]Working the copper claims risking their lives [01:23.33] [01:24.17]So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives [01:28.33] [01:31.99]Hey a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights [01:35.17] [01:35.72]To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet [01:38.95]To hear all this fun you had not realize [01:43.68]That the copper boss thug men they are milling outside [01:47.64] [01:49.41]The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door [01:52.52] [01:53.16]One of them yelled and he screamed there's a fire [01:56.49] [01:57.65]A lady she hollered there's no such a thing [02:01.80]Keep on with your party there's no such a thing [02:06.34] [02:08.05]A few people rushed and it's only a few [02:10.88] [02:11.76]It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you [02:14.85] [02:15.42]A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down [02:18.83] [02:19.80]But the thugs held the door and he could not get out [02:24.09] [02:25.34]And then others followed a hundred or more [02:28.49] [02:29.72]Most everybody remained on the floor [02:33.12] [02:34.21]The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke [02:38.45] [02:39.58]And the children were smothered on the stair by the door [02:43.91] [02:45.96]Such a terrible sight I never did see [02:49.48] [02:50.52]We carried our children back up to their tree [02:53.69] [02:55.01]The scabs outside still laughed at their spree [02:59.20] [03:01.34]And the children that died there were seventy three [03:05.54] [03:12.67]Piano played a slow funeral tune [03:15.74] [03:16.84]And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon [03:20.44] [03:21.48]The parents they cried and the miners they moaned [03:25.79] [03:28.23]See what your greed for money has done