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1  by Woody Guthrie1
2      2
  Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen  Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
  To Calumet, Michigan in the copper country  To Calumet, Michigan in the copper country
  I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall  I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
  And the miners are having their big Christmas ball  And the miners are having their big Christmas ball
      
  I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs  I'll take you in a door and up a high stairs
1  Singing and dancing is heard everywhere   Singing and dancing is heard ev'rywhere 1
  I'll let you shake hands with the people you see  I'll let you shake hands with the people you see
2  And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas tree   And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas tree. 2
      
  There's talking and laughing and songs in the air  There's talking and laughing and songs in the air
3  And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere   And the spirit of Christmas is there ev'rywhere 3
  Before you know it you're friends with us all  Before you know it you're friends with us all
  And you're dancing around and around in the hall  And you're dancing around and around in the hall
      
  You ask about work and you ask about pay  You ask about work and you ask about pay
  They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day  They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day
  Working their copper claims, risking their lives  Working their copper claims, risking their lives
4  So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives   So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives. 4
      
  A little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights  A little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
  To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet  To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet
5  To hear all this fun, you would not realize   To hear all this fun; you would not realize 5
  That the copper boss thug men are milling outside  That the copper boss thug men are milling outside
      
  The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door  The copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door
  One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire"  One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire"
6  A lady she hollered, "There's no such a thing   A lady she hollered, "There's no such a thing; 6
7  Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing"   Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing." 7
      
  A few people rushed and there's only a few  A few people rushed and there's only a few
8  It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you   "It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you." 8
  A man grabbed his daughter and he carried her down  A man grabbed his daughter and he carried her down
9  But the thugs held the door and he could not get out   But the thugs held the door and he could not get out. 9
      
  And then others followed, about a hundred or more  And then others followed, about a hundred or more
  But most everybody remained on the floor  But most everybody remained on the floor
  The gun thugs, they laughed at their murderous joke  The gun thugs, they laughed at their murderous joke
10  And the children were smothered on the stairs by the door   And the children were smothered on the stairs by the door. 10
      
  Such a terrible sight I never did see  Such a terrible sight I never did see
  We carried our children back up to their tree  We carried our children back up to their tree
  The scabs outside still laughed at their spree  The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
  And the children that died there was seventy-three  And the children that died there was seventy-three
      
  The piano played a slow funeral tune,  The piano played a slow funeral tune,
  And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon  And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon
11  The parents, they cried and the men, they moaned   The parents, they cried and the men, they moaned, 11
  "See what your greed for money has done?"  "See what your greed for money has done?"
      


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