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This is a Woody Guthrie song that Bob Dylan adapted for his style. This is in ¾ time but is a bit of dirge. A sad song. Play along with: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rOZJ5332Pvs [Verse]

^GTake a trip with me in ^D19^G13 To^C Calumet, Michigan, in the ^Dcopper ^Gcountry. I'll take you to a place called ^CEYE talian^G Hall Where the ^Gminers……………. (4 MEASURES OF G) ^Gare having their ^Dbig Christmas ^Gball. ^C ^G

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^GI'll take you indoor, a^Dnd^G up a high stair. Th^Cere's singin' and dancin', ^Dit's he^Gard everywhere, I'll let you shake hands with the ^Cpeople you^G see And watch…^G………….

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^Gthe kids dance ro^Dund the big Ch^Gristmas tree. [Verse] ^GThere's singin' and dan^Dci^Gn' and songs in the air, An^C' the spirit of Christmas i^Ds there^G everywhere, Before you know, you're friends ^Cwith us al^Gl And you're^G dancin'……………. (4 MEASURES OF G) ^Garound and around^D in the hal^Gl.

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^GYou ask about work and you ask abo^Dut^G pay; Th^Cey'll tell you they make less than a do^Dllar a ^Gday, Just workin' the copper claims, ^Criskin' their l^Gives, So it's f^Gun……………. (4 MEASURES OF G) ^G to spend Christmas with ch^Dildren and wiv^Ges.

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^GA little girl sits by the Christmas t^Dree li^Gghts To ^Cplay piano, she gotta keep q^Duiet. ^G To hear all this fun you would n^Cot reali^Gze That the c^Gopper……………. (4 MEASURES OF G) ^G-boss thug-men are ^Dmillin' outs^Gide.

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^GThe copper-thugs stuck their heads through ^Dthe d^Goor On^Ce of them yelled and he screamed, "Th^Dere's a f^Gire!" A lady, she hollered, "There's n^Co such a t^Ghing! Keep o^Gn ……………. (4 MEASURES OF G) ^Gwith your party, t^Dhere's no such ^Gthing."

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^GA few people rushed, and it's only ^Da ^Gfew. "I^Ct's just the scabs and the t^Dhugs foolin'^G you." A man grabbed his daughter and he c^Carried her ^Gdown, But the th^Gugs……………. (4 MEASURES OF G) ^Gheld the door and he c^Dould not get o^Gut.

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^GAnd then others followed, a hundred o^Dr m^Gore, Bu^Ct most everybody remained on ^Dthe flo^Gor. The scabs and the thugs they still la^Cughed at their ^Gjoke, And the chi^Gldren……………. (2 MEASURES OF G) ^G were smothered on the s^Dtairs by the d^Goor.

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^GSuch a terrible sight I never ^Ddid s^Gee, We^C carried our children back up to t^Dheir tr^Gee. The scabs and the thugs they still l^Caughed at their s^Gpree, And the ch^Gildren……………. (2 MEASURES OF G) ^G that died there were s^Deventy-t^Ghree.

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^GThe piano played a slow fune^Dral ^Gtune, Bu^Ct the town was lit up by a c^Dold Christmas^G moon, The parents they weep and the mi^Cners they ^Gmoan, "See^G ……………. (2 MEASURES OF G) ^Gwhat your greed f^Dor money has d^Gone."

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Bob Dylan - 1913 massacre