In the quiet morning   There was much despair   In the hours that followed   No one could repair      That poor girl   Tossed by the tides of misfortune   Barely here to tell her tale   Rolled in on a sea of disaster   Rolled out on a mainline rail      She once walked tight by my side   I'm sure she walked by you   Her striding steps could not deny   Torment from a child who knew      And in the quiet morning   There would be despair   And in the hour that followed   No one could repair      That poor girl   She cried out her song so loud   It was heard the whole world round   A symphony of violence   The great southwest unbound      In the quiet morning   There was much despair   In the hour that followed   No one could repair      That poor girl   Tossed by the tides of misfortune   Barely here to tell her tale   Rolled in on a sea of disaster   Rolled out on a mainline rail