Son Volt - Sultana lyrics
[Son Volt - Sultana lyrics]
The worst American disaster of the maritime
No one knows the count of lives lost
The soldiers, civilians
And the sisters of charity
Five dollars a head, Captains Mason and Hatch
Boarded six-times the legal load
Of the Sultana
Leaving Vicksburg, bound for Cairo
Memphis was the tragic last port
Of call of Sultana
Six miles out of Memphis a boiler gave out
From the flooding swift river and
Extra heavy load of Sultana
The current was cold the river was wide
A mile to either side away
From the burning Sultana
Three boilers blew fire and lit
Up the night sky
Hell was a better place than
On board the Sultana
The worst American disaster on water
The Titanic of the cold
Mississippi was the Sultana
Hell was a better place that night
Titanic of the cold Mississippi
Was the Sultana
No one knows the count of lives lost
The soldiers, civilians
And the sisters of charity
Five dollars a head, Captains Mason and Hatch
Boarded six-times the legal load
Of the Sultana
Leaving Vicksburg, bound for Cairo
Memphis was the tragic last port
Of call of Sultana
Six miles out of Memphis a boiler gave out
From the flooding swift river and
Extra heavy load of Sultana
The current was cold the river was wide
A mile to either side away
From the burning Sultana
Three boilers blew fire and lit
Up the night sky
Hell was a better place than
On board the Sultana
The worst American disaster on water
The Titanic of the cold
Mississippi was the Sultana
Hell was a better place that night
Titanic of the cold Mississippi
Was the Sultana