[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:08.70]Take a trip with me in 1913 [00:11.37]To Calumet Michigan in the copper country [00:18.93]I will take you to a place called Italian Hall [00:23.64]Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball [00:29.82]I will take you in a door and up a high stairs [00:33.90]Singing and dancing is heard everywhere [00:38.31]I will let you shake hands with the people you see [00:44.79]And watch the kids dance around the big Christmas tree [00:48.81]You ask about work and you ask about pay [00:52.83]They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day [00:57.00]Working the copper claims risking their lives [01:01.50]So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives [01:05.55]There's talking and laughing and songs in the air [01:07.08]And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere [01:08.70]Before you know it you're friends with us all [01:09.87]And you're dancing around and around in the hall [01:11.10]Well a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights [01:12.48]To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet [01:15.21]To hear all this fun you would not realize [01:20.04]That the copper boss' thug men are milling outside [01:25.38]The copper boss' thugs stuck their heads in the door [01:29.55]One of them yelled and he screamed there's a fire [01:33.51]A lady she hollered there's no such a thing [01:38.28]Keep on with your party there's no such thing [01:43.53]A few people rushed and it was only a few [01:47.67]It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you [01:51.72]A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down [01:56.46]But the thugs held the door and he could not get out [02:00.96]And then others followed a hundred or more [02:04.98]But most everybody remained on the floor [02:09.09]The gun thugs they laughed at their murderous joke [02:14.07]While the children were smothered on the stairs by the door [02:22.23]Such a terrible sight I never did see [02:27.51]We carried our children back up to their tree [02:32.58]The scabs outside still laughed at their spree [02:39.57]And the children that died there were seventy three [02:48.66]The piano played a slow funeral tune [02:52.95]And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon [02:58.38]The parents they cried and the miners they moaned [03:05.34]See what your greed for money has done