Luyện nghe bài hát 1913 Massacre

Take a trip me in nineteen thirteen
To Calumet, in the copper country
I'll you to a place called Italian Hall
And the miners are having their big Christmas

I'll you in a door and up a high stairs
and dancing is heard everywhere
I'll let you shake hands the people you see
And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas

There's talking and and songs in the air
And the spirit of Christmas is there
Before you know it you're with us all
And you're dancing and around in the hall

You ask about and you ask about 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 children and wives

A little girl down by the Christmas tree lights
To play the piano so you gotta quiet
To all this fun, you would not realize
That the copper boss men are milling 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 a thing
Keep on with your party, no such a thing"

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

And then followed, about a hundred or more
But most remained on the floor
The gun thugs, they at their murderous joke
And the children were smothered on the by the door

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

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