Take a with me in nineteen thirteen To Calumet, Michigan in the copper I'll take you to a called Italian Hall And the miners are having their big Christmas
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 the kids dance 'round the big Christmas tree
There's talking and laughing and in the air And the spirit of Christmas is everywhere Before you know it you're with us all And you're dancing and around in the hall
You ask about work and you ask pay tell you they make less than a dollar a day Working their copper claims, their lives So it's fun to Christmas with children and wives
A little girl down 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 copper boss thugs stuck heads in the door One of yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire" A lady she hollered, "There's no such a Keep on with your party, no such a thing"
A few people and there's only a few It's just the thugs and the 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 most everybody remained on the The gun thugs, they laughed at their 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 outside still laughed at their spree And the children died there was seventy-three
The piano a slow funeral tune, And the was lit up by a cold Christmas moon The parents, they and the men, they moaned "See what greed for money has done?"