Paroles Granite Mills de Cordelia's Dad

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Textes et Paroles de Granite Mills



In this vain world of trouble,
many accidents occur.
I'm going to sing about one,
as sad as you've ever heard.
It was in Fall River city.
They were all burned up and killed,
imprisoned in a factory
known as the Granite Mills.

Now it was my opinion,
and it's my opinion still:
they might all have been saved,
had the truth been told,
from the flames of the burning mill.

The first scene was a cruel one,
the girl so young in years:
she was standing at the window
and her eyes were bathed in tears.
She was standing at the window
as she called her mother's name.
"Oh mother, mother, save me!",
and she fell back in the flames.

Now it was my opinion,
and it's my opinion still:
they might all have been saved,
had the truth been told,
from the flames of the burning mill.

The next scene was a hard one,
as she passed before my eyes:
she was leaping out a window,
down from the roof so high.
With a crack, she fell down on the ground.
She was bruised and burned and killed.
Three hundred people lost their lives
in the flames of the burning mill.

Now it was my opinion,
and it's my opinion still:
they might all have been saved,
had the truth been told,
from the flames of the burning mill.

One poor girl tried to escape
by sliding down a rope,
but when she got but halfway down,
the burning strands, they broke.
I hope her soul has gone to rest
in a place that's dearer still:
above, above, in heaven above,
far away from the burning mill.

Now it was my opinion,
and it's my opinion still:
they might all have been saved,
had the truth been told,
from the flames of the burning mill.

Now it was my opinion,
and it's my opinion still:
they might all have been saved,
had the truth been told,
from the flames of the burning mill.

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