I wrote this quickly this afternoon because I wanted to post it on the 100th Anniversary of the Triangle fire tragedy. No music for it. Yet. Maybe later.
IMMIGRANT GIRLS (The 1911 Triangle Fire Tragedy)
copyright March 25, 2011 Dan Sullivan
They said the building was fireproof
So on the eighth and ninth floors
Where Immigrant Girls sewed garments
They locked the exit doors
When the fire broke out that day
There was nowhere else to go
They could stay and die in flames
Or jump to their death below
So say a prayer for the Immigrant Girls
Who died on that long ago day
Never forget the reason they died
And always remember their names
The fire trucks arrived quickly
As a crowd watched in horror
But the ladders they brought couldn’t reach
Up to the higher floors
Where girls screamed from windows
With only seconds left to decide
What their final thoughts would be
And which way they wanted to die
So say a prayer for the Immigrant Girls
Who died on that long ago day
Never forget the reason they died
And always remember their names
The funeral march to the gravesite
Was made in a pouring rain
Mourners lined New York streets
Four hundred thousand came
Now once a year the church bells ring
And for a moment heads are bowed
In memory of Immigrant Girls
Each name is read aloud
So say a prayer for the Immigrant Girls
Who died on that long ago day
Never forget the reason they died
And always remember their names
IMMIGRANT GIRLS (The 1911 Triangle Fire Tragedy)
copyright March 25, 2011 Dan Sullivan
They said the building was fireproof
So on the eighth and ninth floors
Where Immigrant Girls sewed garments
They locked the exit doors
When the fire broke out that day
There was nowhere else to go
They could stay and die in flames
Or jump to their death below
So say a prayer for the Immigrant Girls
Who died on that long ago day
Never forget the reason they died
And always remember their names
The fire trucks arrived quickly
As a crowd watched in horror
But the ladders they brought couldn’t reach
Up to the higher floors
Where girls screamed from windows
With only seconds left to decide
What their final thoughts would be
And which way they wanted to die
So say a prayer for the Immigrant Girls
Who died on that long ago day
Never forget the reason they died
And always remember their names
The funeral march to the gravesite
Was made in a pouring rain
Mourners lined New York streets
Four hundred thousand came
Now once a year the church bells ring
And for a moment heads are bowed
In memory of Immigrant Girls
Each name is read aloud
So say a prayer for the Immigrant Girls
Who died on that long ago day
Never forget the reason they died
And always remember their names
So very nice of you to write a song for all those poor girls. Even 100 years later, they are still remembered by a union steward. You know me by now huh... before I ask you for the music, you already stated CLEARLY... no music for it... YET... Maybe later. That maybe release you from any obligation... hhahahahahahaa *thumbs up*
ReplyDeleteThe music and YouTube tribute video is on the way!!!!
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