The Ludlow Massacre

It was early springtime when the strike was on

It drove us miners out of doors

Out from the houses that the company owned

We moved into tents up at old Ludlow

I was worried bad about my children

Soldiers guarding the railroad bridge

Every once in a while a bullet woud fly

Kick up gravel under my feet

We were so afraid you would kill our children

Dug us a cave that was seven foot deep

Carried our young ones and a pregnant woman

Down inside the cave to sleep

That very night you soldiers waited

`Til all us miners was asleep

You snucked around our little tent town

Soaked our tents with your kerosene

You struck a match and in blaze it started

You pulled the triggers of your gatling guns

I made a run for the children but the fire wall stopped me

Thirteen children died from your guns

I carried my blanket to a wire fence corner

Watched the fire `til the blaze died down

I helped some people drag their belongings

While your bullets killed us all around

I never will forget the look on the faces

Of the men and women that awful day

When we stood around to preach their funerals

And lay the corpse of the dead away

We told the Colorado governer to phone the president

Tell him to call off his national guard

But the national guard belong to the governer

So he didn`t try so very hard

Our women from Trinidad they hauled some potatoes

Up to Walensburg in a little cart

They sold their potatoes and brought some guns back

And put a gun in every hand

The state soldiers jumped us in the wire fence corners

Did not know that we have these guns

And the Red neck miners mowed down them troopers

You should have seen them poor boys run

We took some cement and walled the cave up

Where you killed these thirteen children inside

I said:"God bless the miner worker`s union"

Then I hung my head and cry