Take a trip with me in nineteen To Calumet, Michigan in the copper I'll take you to a place called Hall And the miners are their big Christmas ball
I'll take you in a door and up a high Singing and is heard everywhere I'll let you shake with the people you see And watch the kids dance 'round the big tree
There's and laughing and songs in the air And the spirit of Christmas is everywhere Before you know it friends with us all And you're dancing and around in the hall
You ask work and you ask about pay They'll tell you they less than a dollar a day Working their copper claims, risking lives So it's fun to spend with children and wives
A little girl sits by the Christmas tree lights To play the piano so you keep quiet To hear all this fun, you would not That the copper boss thug men are outside
The boss 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 with your party, there's no a thing"
A few people rushed and there's a few It's just the and the scabs fooling you A man grabbed his and he carried her down But the thugs held the door and he not get out
And then others followed, about a hundred or But most everybody on the floor The gun thugs, they laughed at murderous joke And the children were on the stairs by the door
Such a sight I never did see We carried our back up to their tree The scabs outside still laughed at spree And the that died there was seventy-three
The played a slow funeral tune, And the town was lit up by a cold moon The parents, cried and the men, they moaned "See your greed for money has done?"