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Ludlow Massacre chords by Jack Elliott

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Verse 1
(D major) It was early springtime
and the strike was on
They moved us (G major) miners out of (D major) doors,
out from the (G major) houses that
the company (D major) owned
We moved into (A major) tents up at Old Ludlow
(D major) I was worried bad about
my children,
soldiers (G major) guarding the railroad (D major) bridge.
Every once in a (G major) while a bullet would (D major) fly,
kick up (A major) gravel under my (D major) feet.
I was so afraid you'd kill my children,
dug us a (G major) cave that was seven
feet deep (D major) ,
took our (G major) young ones and
the pregnant wo (D major) men,
down in (A major) side this cave to (D major) sleep.
That very night you soldiers waited
till all us (G major) miners was asleep (D major) .
You snuck around (G major) our little (D major) tent town
and you soaked our (A major) tent
with your kerosene. (D major)
You struck a match and a
blaze had started
You pulled a (G major) trigger, shoved a gatling (D major) gun
I made a (G major) run for the children
But the firewall stopped (D major) me
13 chil (A major) dren died from your (D major) guns
I drag my blanket to a wire fence corner
I watch the fire (G major) till the blaze dies down (D major)
I help some (G major) people drag
their belonging (D major) s
While your bullet (A major) s killed us all (D major) around
Never will forget the look on the faces
of the men and wo (G major) men that awful day (D major)
As we stood around (G major) to
preach their (D major) fu neral
and lay the corpses (A major) of the dead (D major) away
Told the Colorado governor
to phone the president
And tell him call (G major) off his National Guard (D major)
But the National Guard (G major)
belonged to the (D major) governor
So he (A major) didn't try so very hard (D major)
Our women from Trinidad,
they hauled some potatoes
Hopped a waltzing bird (G major) in a little cart
(D major) Sold the pota (G major) toes
and they brought some (D major) guns back
And they put a gun (A major) in every hand (D major)
State soldiers jumped us
in the wire fence corners
They did not (G major) know that we had these (D major) guns
And the redneck (G major) miners
mowed down them (D major) troopers
You should have (A major) seen them poor boys (D major) run
We took some cement
and walled the cave up
Where he killed his (G major) thirteen children in (D major) side
I said, God (G major) bless the Mine Workers Union (D major)
And then I'd (A major) hold my head and cry (D major)
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