1913 Massacre-Woody Guthrie

[ti:1913 Massacre] [ar:Woody Guthrie] [al:Amerika's grootste singer songwriter: de beste van Woody Guthrie] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.01]1913 Massacre - Woody Guthrie [00:00.02]Written by：Trad;ArrGuthrie [00:00.04] [00:05.13]Take a trip with me in 1913 [00:07.01] [00:10.10]To Calumet Michigan in the copper country [00:12.41] [00:14.80]I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall [00:17.25] [00:20.31]When the miners are having their big Christmas ball [00:25.41] [00:28.36]I will take you in a door and up a high stairs [00:31.39] [00:32.83]Singing and dancing is heard everywhere [00:34.95] [00:37.35]I will let you shake hands with the people you see [00:39.99] [00:43.20]And watch the kids dance around the big Christmas tree [00:47.95] [00:51.69]You ask about work and you ask about pay [00:54.17] [00:56.32]They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day [00:59.10] [01:01.49]Working the copper claims risking their lives [01:03.77] [01:05.62]So it's fun to spend christmas with children and wives [01:10.29] [01:13.21]There's talking and laughing and songs in the air [01:15.81] [01:17.06]And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere [01:19.68] [01:22.05]Before you know it you're friends with us all [01:24.83] [01:26.69]And you're dancing around and around in the hall [01:32.10] [01:34.73]Well a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights [01:37.39] [01:37.94]To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet [01:40.30] [01:41.02]To hear all this fun you would not realize [01:43.13] [01:45.63]That the copper boss thug men are milling outside [01:50.50] [01:52.19]The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door [01:55.05] [01:56.35]One of them yelled and he screamed there's a fire [01:58.96] [02:00.72]A lady she hollered there's no such a thing [02:03.28] [02:04.58]Keep on with your party there's no such thing [02:08.28] [02:10.83]A few people rushed and it was only a few [02:13.98]It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you [02:16.71] [02:18.57]A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down [02:21.10] [02:22.46]But the thugs held the door and he could not get out [02:27.81] [02:29.55]And then others followed a hundred or more [02:32.65]But most everybody remained on the floor [02:35.36] [02:36.48]The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke [02:39.08] [02:40.26]While the children were smothered on the stairs by the door [02:44.81] [02:46.74]Such a terrible sight I never did see [02:49.30] [02:50.76]We carried our children back up to their tree [02:53.39] [02:55.48]The scabs outside still laughed at their spree [02:58.27] [03:01.13]And the children that died there were seventy-three [03:05.83] [03:08.37]The piano played a slow funeral tune [03:10.82] [03:12.86]And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon [03:15.57] [03:17.79]The parents they cried and the miners they moaned [03:20.50] [03:24.93]See what your greed for money has done