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It was the early spring and the strike was on

They run us miners out of doors

Out from the houses that the company owned

We set up tents down at old Ludlow

I was worried bad about my children

Soldiers guarding from the railroad bridge

Every once in a while bullets would fly

Kicking up gravel underneath our feet

We were so afraid they’d kill our children

We dug a cave about seven foot deep

We carried the young ones and a pregnant woman

Down into that cave to keep

That very night the soldiers waited

Until us miners was fast asleep

They crept into our little tent town

And they soaked our tents with kerosene

Then they struck a match and the blaze it started

And the roar of the gattling gun

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

Thirteen children died from their guns

I’ll never forget the look on the faces

Of the men and the women that awful day

As we stood around for to preach their funerals

And lay the corpses of the dead away

Then we took some cement and we walled that cave up

Where those thirteen children died

And I said, «God bless the mine workers' union,»

Then I hung my head and cried

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