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