Luyện nghe bài hát 1913 Massacre

Take a trip with me in thirteen
To Calumet, Michigan in the country
I'll take you to a place called Italian
And the miners are their big Christmas ball

I'll take you in a door and up a stairs
Singing and dancing is everywhere
I'll let you shake with the people you see
And watch the kids 'round the big Christmas tree

There's talking and laughing and in the air
And the spirit of is there everywhere
Before you it you're friends with us all
And you're dancing and around in the hall

You ask about and you ask about pay
They'll tell you they make less than a a day
Working their copper claims, risking lives
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and

A little girl sits down by the Christmas tree
To play the piano so you gotta quiet
To hear all fun, you would not realize
That the copper boss thug men are outside

The copper thugs stuck their heads in the door
One of them and he screamed, "There's a fire"
A lady she hollered, "There's no a thing
Keep on your party, there's no such a thing"

A few people rushed and only a few
It's the thugs and the scabs fooling you
A man his daughter and he carried her down
But the thugs held the door and he not get out

And then others followed, a hundred or more
But everybody remained on the floor
The gun thugs, they laughed at their joke
And the children were smothered on the stairs by the

Such a terrible I never did see
We our children back up to their tree
The scabs outside laughed at their spree
And the children that there was seventy-three

The piano a slow funeral tune,
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas
The parents, they cried and the men, moaned
"See your greed for money has done?"