Take a trip with me in thirteen To Calumet, Michigan in the copper I'll take you to a called Italian Hall And the miners are having their big ball
I'll take you in a door and up a high and dancing is heard everywhere I'll let you hands with the people you see And watch the kids dance 'round the big tree
talking and laughing and songs in the air And the spirit of is there everywhere Before you know it you're with us all And you're dancing around and in the hall
You ask work 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 with children and wives
A little girl sits down by the Christmas tree To play the piano so you keep quiet To hear all this fun, you not realize That the copper boss men are milling outside
The boss thugs stuck their heads in the door One of yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire" A lady she hollered, "There's no such a 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 held the door and he could not get out
And others followed, about a hundred or more But most everybody on the floor The gun thugs, they laughed at murderous joke And the children were smothered on the stairs by the
Such a terrible sight I did see We carried our children up to their tree The scabs outside still at their spree And the children that there was seventy-three
The piano played a slow 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?"