《1913 Massacre》歌词

[00:00:00] 1913 Massacre (Live) - Woody Guthrie

[00:00:01] Written by：Trad/ArrGuthrie

[00:00:04] Take a trip with me in 1913

[00:00:10] To Calumet Michigan in the copper country

[00:00:17] I will take you to a place called Italian hall

[00:00:25] Where the straiker are having their big Christmas ball

[00:00:35] I will take you in a door and up a high stairs

[00:00:41] Singing and dancing is heard everywhere

[00:00:48] I let you shake hands with the people you see

[00:00:54] And watch the kids dance around the big Christmas tree

[00:01:02] You ask about work and you ask about pay

[00:01:09] They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day

[00:01:15] Working the copper wholes risking their lives

[00:01:20] So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives

[00:01:29] There's talking and laughing and songs in the air

[00:01:34] And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere

[00:01:40] Before you know it you're friends with us all

[00:01:45] You're dancing around and around in the hall

[00:01:53] Well a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights

[00:01:59] To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet

[00:02:04] To hear all this fun you would not realize

[00:02:10] That the copper boss thug men are milling outside

[00:02:17] Well the copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door

[00:02:24] One of them yelled and he screamed there's a fire

[00:02:30] A lady she hollered there's no such a thing

[00:02:35] Keep on with your party there's no such thing

[00:02:42] All of few people rushed it was only a few

[00:02:47] It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you

[00:02:52] A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down

[00:02:58] But the thugs held the door and he could not get out

[00:03:06] And then others followed a hundred or more

[00:03:10] But most everybody remained on the floor

[00:03:17] The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke

[00:03:22] While the children were smothered on the stairs by the door

[00:03:29] Such a terrible sight I never did see

[00:03:34] We carried our children back up to their tree

[00:03:40] The scabs outside still laughed at their spree

[00:03:46] And the children that died there were seventy three

[00:03:54] The piano played a slow funeral tune

[00:03:59] The town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon

[00:04:06] The parents they cried and the miners they moaned

[00:04:14] See what your greed for money has done