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жанры: folk, singer-songwriter, americana
альбомы: Hobo's Lullaby
1913 Massacre
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Arlo Guthrie
жанры: folk, singer-songwriter, americana
альбомы: Hobo's Lullaby
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Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen To Calumet, Michigan in the copper country I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall And the miners are having their big Christmas ballI'll take you in a door and up a high stairs Singing and dancing is heard everywhere I'll let you shake hands with the people you see And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas treeThere's talking and laughing and songs in the air And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere Before you know it you're friends with us all And you're dancing around and around in the hallYou ask about work and you ask about pay They'll tell you they make less than a dollar a day Working their copper claims, risking their lives So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wivesA little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet To hear all this fun, you would not realize That the copper boss thug men are milling outsideThe copper boss thugs stuck their heads in the door One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire" A lady she hollered, "There's no such a thing Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing"A few people rushed and there's only a few It's just the thugs and the scabs fooling you A man grabbed his daughter and he carried her down But the thugs held the door and he could not get outAnd then others followed, about a hundred or more But most everybody remained on the floor The gun thugs, they laughed at their murderous joke And the children were smothered on the stairs by the doorSuch a terrible sight I never did see We carried our children back up to their tree The scabs outside still laughed at their spree And the children that died there was seventy-threeThe piano played a slow funeral tune, And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon The parents, they cried and the men, they moaned "See what your greed for money has done?"
Это интересно:Арло Дэйви Гатри родился 10 июля 1947 года в Бруклине, пригороде Нью-Йорка. Его отец, Вуди Гатри, был выдающимся американским исполнителем фолка, а также поэтом-песенником, а его мать, Марджори Гатри, была балериной в Компании Марты Грэхам, знаменитого хореографа и танцовщицы.Из-за популярности своего отца Гатри рос в постоянном окружении исполнителей фолк-музыки и сочинителей, таких... продолжение
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