Текст песни St. Francis Dam Disaster

There was a well known water master man

He was the king , he could do anything

The Saint Francis Dam disaster man

Thought she was all right until around midnight

Because that water seeks her own

She had a desire to flow

She was looking for somewhere to go

She was a slave to the great metropolis

She was feeling choked, she pushed the wall till it broke

When they heard the great apocalypse

At power house number two

Well, there was nothing they could do

Because that water seeks her own

Five and one half hours she would flow

She had fifty-three miles to go

A cascade down to Santa Clara way

Near sixty feet high now she's a mile wide

It was clear she was going far away

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Because that water seeks her own

But four more hours she would flow

She had twenty-nine miles to go

She carried in her every kind of thing

House, trees, and telegraph pole some say a thousand souls

At three A.M. she gave Santa Paula a ring

She was still twenty-five feet high

Under a peaceful sky

Because that water seeks her own

But two more hours she would flow

She had nineteen miles more to go

It was a real bad night in little Saticoy

El Rio then Montalvo how many no one really knows

Ventura Beach was very scary boy humanity a pile

She went her final mile

Because that water seeks her own

Into the sea the water flowed

And now for forever she would go