One sultry summer morning in the year of 1918, Three hundred men with ebony skin pulled out of Union Station, Headed out of Nashville for western Tennessee, Homeward bound cause Uncle Sam closed down the munitions factory. At that very moment on the Cheatham County line, Old No 1 train from Memphis was runnin' way behind. Back in the smokey club car a Memphis gamblin' man, Said, "Gentlemen, I'm foldin' these cards cause I drew a dead man's hand".
A young man in a milk truck out near Dutchman's Grade, Said, "My God, two trains, one track, then he closed his eyes and he prayed. A sister from the orphan's home made a cross upon her chest, 'Cause one iron beast was comin' from the east, And another one was comin' from the west. The birds flew from the treetops as the impact shook the ground, The screaming wheels and the grinding steel could be heard for miles around, The birds flew from the treetops...
Now every July 9th, a few miles west of town, To this day some folks will say you can hear that mournful sound One sultry summer morning in the year of 1918 Three hundred men with ebony skin pulled out of Union StationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
