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Ludlow Massacre chords and lyrics - WOODY GUTHRIE

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[Verse 1]
[D]It was early springtime
when the strike was on,
They [G]drove us miners out of door[D]s,
Out from the houses that
the Company owned,
We moved into [A]tents up [D]at old Ludlow.

[Verse 2]
I was worried [D]bad about my children,
Soldier[G]s guarding the railroad bridge,
[D]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 deep[D],
Carried [G]our young ones and
pregnant [D]women
Down [A]inside the cave to sleep.
[D]

[Verse 4]
That very night your soldiers waited,
Until all [G]us miners were asleep[D],
You snuck [G]around our little [D]tent town,
Soaked [A]our tents with your kerosene.
[D]

[Verse 5]
You struck a match and
in the blaze that started,
You [G]pulled the triggers of your gatling gun[D]s,
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 [D]my blanket to a wire
fence corner,
Watched the [G]fire till the blaze [D]died down,
I helped some people drag
their belongings,
While your bullet[A]s killed us all [D]around.

[Verse 7]
[D]I never will forget the look on
the faces
Of the men and [G]women that awful [D]day,
When we stood around
to preach their funerals,
And lay the [A]corpses
of the dead [D]away.
We told the [G]Colorado Governor

[Verse 8]
[D]to
call the President,
Tell him to call [G]off his National [D]Guard,
But the National Guard
belonged to the Governor,
So [A]he didn't try so very [D]hard.

[Verse 9]
Our women [D]from Trinidad they
hauled some potatoes,
Up [G]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.

[Verse 10]
The state soldiers [D]jumped us in
a wire fence corners,
They did not [G]know we had these gun[D]s,
And the Red- neck Miners mowed
down these troopers,
You should have seen those [A]poor boys [D]run.

[Verse 11]
We took some [D]cement and walled that cave up,
Where you killed [G]these 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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