The Wreck of the Shenandoah
Words and Music by: MAGGIE ANDREWS
Publication and Copyright MCMXXV by Shapiro Bernstein & Co., Inc., NYC

Verse 1.
At four o'clock one ev'ning Of a warm September day,
A great and mighty air ship From Lakehurst flew away
The Mighty Shenandoah The pride of all this land.
Her crew was of the bravest, Captain Landsdowne in command.
The giant motors thunder'd 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,
Then 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 sides were torn asunder, Her cabin was torn down
The captain with 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 wife 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.