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