Nineteen Songtext
von SeaStar
Nineteen Songtext
Every night when the moon is shining,
following me down that old road,
I hear the cries from the lonely ghosts
coming from the tracks near Dillsboro.
Back in the days of the old chain gangs,
amidst the cold December snow,
the winds of fate crossed the mighty Tuck
and took the lives of nineteen souls.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
No man or mountain can stop ambition
and danger to some is just a word,
but the tink of axes built a chorus
that laid the track for the hairpin turn.
And every morning they crossed the river;
a twenty-man gang in irons strong.
The river rushed and snapped the boat
and all but one was left to drown.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
...(Instrumental break)...
They buried the bodies in an unmarked grave
near the end of that tunnel wall.
They say a man′s got only his name
but that too was lost in this sad tale.
And to this day you can take that train,
through the tunnel, down, and back again.
You'll hear the chains and the rush of water
and the echoes of those nineteen men.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
following me down that old road,
I hear the cries from the lonely ghosts
coming from the tracks near Dillsboro.
Back in the days of the old chain gangs,
amidst the cold December snow,
the winds of fate crossed the mighty Tuck
and took the lives of nineteen souls.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
No man or mountain can stop ambition
and danger to some is just a word,
but the tink of axes built a chorus
that laid the track for the hairpin turn.
And every morning they crossed the river;
a twenty-man gang in irons strong.
The river rushed and snapped the boat
and all but one was left to drown.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
...(Instrumental break)...
They buried the bodies in an unmarked grave
near the end of that tunnel wall.
They say a man′s got only his name
but that too was lost in this sad tale.
And to this day you can take that train,
through the tunnel, down, and back again.
You'll hear the chains and the rush of water
and the echoes of those nineteen men.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
And oh, you hear them cry
as the train pulls by.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
See the tears flow down the tunnel walls
as you hear the wails of nineteen souls
who spent their last days building the rails for the Cowee Train.
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