I remember one September When storm winds swept the town The high tide from the ocean Lord Put water all around Wasnt that a mighty day Wasnt that a mighty day Wasnt that a mighty day ID: 649544
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Mighty Day (Wasn’t That a Mighty Storm)
I remember one September,
When storm winds swept the town;
The high tide from the ocean, Lord,
Put water all around.
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Wasn't that a mighty day
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Great God, that morning
When the storm winds swept the town!
There was a sea-wall there in Galveston
To keep the waters down,
But the high tide from the ocean, Lord,
Put water in the town.Slide2
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The trumpets warned the people,
'You'd better leave this place!'
But they never meant to leave their homes
Till death was in their face.
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Wasn't that a mighty day
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Great God, that morning
When the storm winds swept the town!
The trains they all were loaded
With people leaving town;
The tracks gave way to the ocean, Lord,
And the trains they went on down.Slide3
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The seas began to rolling,
The ships they could not land;
I heard a Captain crying,
'God, please save a drowning man!'
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Wasn't that a mighty day
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Great God, that morning
When the storm winds swept the town!
The waters, like some river,
Came a-rushing to and fro;
I saw my father drowning, God,
And I watched my mother go!Slide4
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Now death, your hands are icy;
You've got them on my knee.
You took away my mother,
Now you're coming after me!
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Wasn't that a mighty day
Wasn't that a mighty day,
Great God, that morning
When the storm winds swept the town!