Ludlow Massacre chords by Woody Guthrie

Verse 1
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It was early springtime
when the strike was on,
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They drove us miners out of doors,
Out from the houses that
the Company owned,
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We moved into tents up at old Ludlow.
Verse 2
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I was worried bad about my children,
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Soldiers guarding the railroad bridge,
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Every once in a while a
bullet would fly,
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Kick up gravel under my feet.
Verse 3
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We were so afraid you
would kill our children,
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We dug us a cave that was seven foot deep,
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Carried our young ones and
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pregnant women
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Down inside the cave to sleep.
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Verse 4
That very night your soldiers waited,
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Until all us miners were asleep,
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You snuck around our little tent town,
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Soaked our tents with your kerosene.
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Verse 5
You struck a match and
in the blaze that started,
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You pulled the triggers of your gatling guns,
I made a run for the children but
the fire wall stopped me.
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Thirteen children died from your guns.
Verse 6
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I carried my blanket to a wire
fence corner,
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Watched the fire till the blaze died down,
I helped some people drag
their belongings,
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While your bullets killed us all around.
Verse 7
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I never will forget the look on
the faces
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Of the men and women that awful day,
When we stood around
to preach their funerals,
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And lay the corpses
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of the dead away.
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We told the Colorado Governor
Verse 8
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to
call the President,
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Tell him to call off his National Guard,
But the National Guard
belonged to the Governor,
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So he didn't try so very hard.
Verse 9
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Our women from Trinidad they
hauled some potatoes,
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Up to Walsenburg in a little cart,
They sold their potatoes and brought some guns back,
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And they put a gun in every hand.
Verse 10
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The state soldiers jumped us in
a wire fence corners,
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They did not know we had these guns,
And the Red- neck Miners mowed
down these troopers,
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You should have seen those poor boys run.
Verse 11
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We took some cement and walled that cave up,
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Where you killed these thirteen
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children inside,
I said, "God bless the Mine
Workers' Union,"
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And then I hung my head and cried.
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