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Thread #15327 Message #3288427
Posted By: catspaw49
10-Jan-12 - 09:43 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Wreck of the Shenandoah
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wreck of the Shenandoah
Like I said before, this damn airship has followed me around most of my life and now over the years has become a passion.....actually rigid airships in general and the Shenandoah specifically. A few weeks ago I acquired yet another book and in the process found a picture of the ORIGINAL sheet music and a copy of the COMPLETE words to the song. Note the author which is not as we have it but is what the sheet music says along with the copyright year and the publisher.
I hadn't visited this thread in awhile so I will return in a few days and post some additional information to answer a few questions which have come up. Below are all 12 verses as written.....Spaw
THE WRECK OF THE SHENANDOAH Words and Music by Maggie Andrews Copyright 1925 by Shapiro Bernstein & Company, Inc.
At four o'clock one evening On a warm September day A great and mighty airship From Lakehurst flew away.
The mighty Shenandoah The pride of all this land, Her crew was of the bravest, Captain Lansdowne in command.
The giant motors thundered She proudly sailed along Each man was at his station Each heart was true and strong
They started for St. Louis As day turned into night With not a thought of danger On that sad and fatal flight
At four o'clock next morning The earth was far below When a storm in all its fury Gave her a fatal blow.
For hours they bravely struggled They worked with all their might But the storm could not be conquered And the ship gave up the fight
Her side was torn asunder Her cabin was torn down The captain and his brave men Went crashing to the ground.
And fourteen lives were taken But they've not died in vain Their names will live forever Within the hall of fame.
In the little town of Greenville A mother's watchful eye Was waiting for the airship, To see her son go by.
But alas her boy lay sleeping; His last great flight was o'er. He's gone to meet his Maker; His ship will fly no more.
A loving wwife and children A mother's broken heart They're mourning for their loved one Since the storm tore them apart
But their faith will not be shaken They'll see him bye and bye They know he waits in heaven Where the brave go when they die