Luyện nghe bài hát 1913 Massacre

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

I'll take you in a door and up a high
Singing and dancing is everywhere
I'll let you shake hands with the 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 around and around in the hall

You ask work and you ask about pay
They'll tell you they make less than a a day
Working their claims, risking their lives
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and

A little girl sits down by the Christmas tree
To play the so you gotta keep quiet
To hear all this fun, you would not
That the boss thug men are milling outside

The boss thugs stuck their 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 held the door and he could not get out

And then others followed, about a or more
But most everybody on the floor
The gun thugs, they laughed at murderous joke
And the were smothered on the stairs by the door

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

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