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1913 Massacre chords by Arlo Guthrie

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  • D

  • C

  • Am

  • Em

Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Take a trip with me in nine
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teen thirteen
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To Calumet, Michigan
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in the copper country
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I'll take you to a place
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called Italian Hall
And the miners are having
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their big Christmas ball

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Verse 2
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I'll take you in a door and up
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a high stairs
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Singing and dancing is
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heard everywhere
I'll let you shake hands
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with the people you see
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And watch the kids dance 'round
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the big Christmas tree.
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Verse 3
There's talking and laughing
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and songs in the air
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And the spirit of Christmas is
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there everywhere
Before you know it you're
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friends with us all
And you're dancing around
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and around in the hall
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Verse 4
You ask about work and you
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ask about pay
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They'll tell you they make less
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than a dollar a day
Working their copper claims,
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risking their lives
So it's fun to spend Christmas
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with children and wives.
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Verse 5
A little girl sits down by
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the Christmas tree lights
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To play the piano so you got
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ta keep quiet
To hear all this fun; you
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would not realize
That the copper boss thug
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men are milling outside
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Verse 6
The copper boss thugs stuck
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their heads in the door
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One of them yelled and he screamed,
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"There's a fire"
A lady she hollered,
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"There's no such a thing,
Keep on with your party,
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there's no such a thing."
Verse 7
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A few people rushed and
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there's only a few
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"It's just the thugs and the scab
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s fooling you."
A man grabbed his daughter
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and he carried her down
But the thugs held the door
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and he could not get out.
Verse 8
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And then others followed,
about a hundred or more
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But most everybody re
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mained on the floor
The gun thugs,
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they laughed at their murderous joke
And the children were smothered on
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the stairs by the door.
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Verse 9
Such a terrible sight I nev
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er did see
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We carried our children back up to their tree
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