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Interpret: Nanci Griffith Žánr: Národnost: - Poslední album: Other Voices, Too (A Trip Back To Bountiful) |
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TEXTY PÍSNÍ / NANCI GRIFFITH / WASN'T THAT A MIGHTY STORM |
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WASN'T THAT A MIGHTY STORMInterpret: Nanci Griffith Text písně [refrén:] Wasn't that a mighty storm Wasn't that a mighty storm in the morning, well Wasn't that a mighty storm That blew all the people all away You know the year of 1900 Children, many years ago Death came howling on the ocean Death calls, you got to go Now Galveston had a seawall To keep the water down, and a High tide from the ocean Spread the water over the town [refrén] You know the trumpetS give them warning You'd better leave this place Now, no one thought of leaving 'til death stared them in the face And the trains they all were loaded The people were all leaving town The trestle gave way to the water And the trains they went on down [refrén] Rain it was a' falling Thunder began to roll Lightning flashed like hell fire The wind began to blow Death the cruel master When the wind began to blow Rode in on a team of horses T cried, "Death, won't you let me go". [refrén] Hey, now trees fell on the island And the houses give away Some they strained and drowned Some died in most every way And the sea began to rolling And the ships they could not stand And I heard a captain crying "God save a drowning man". [refrén] Death your hands are clammy You got them on my knee You come and took my mother Won't you come back after me And the flood it took my neighbor Took my brother too I thought I heard my father calling And I watched my mother go [refrén] You know the year of 1900 Children, many years ago Death came howling on the ocean Death calls, you got to go [Chorus 2x] Komentáře |