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The of the Century
(the 1935 Labor Day song)
Words and music by Foster January 9th 2003.

The keys are the islands Florida Bay
There a found for most all.
The locals all live the life everyday
Only few alive may recall.
the sea and its fury when it was torn by the gales
And how could stand in its way
canyons made of 30 feet swales
That came one labor day

The pressure was falling the on the move.
It was nothing liked we'd seen
Winds from the north waves the south
And a small of land in between.

We boarded up windows, pulled in our
our havens as safe as could be
We couldn't imagine was to be
Everything end up in the sea.

II. The storm started coming the was dropping
Large waves started hitting the
Lighting was flashing, timbers were
And safety was out of reach.
The railroad was from south of Miami
To us but to no avail
A wave washed the train cars off of the track
And it ate 30 miles of the

The wind knock me over I my sister
And she clang to me for her life
She couldn't hang on fear in her eyes
And her fingernails digging like

I I love you as she drifted away
some sand blasted me in the eye
I refuge on the top of a tree
placed there by the 20 tide.

III I awoke the next after being unconscious
The storm of the had past
The slow falling rain mixed with in my eyes
As I who all didn't last
No blade of grass no left standing
Every building was out to sea
and confused I stood comprehending
What my told me to see.

Where is my family, is my home
They nowhere in sight, someone said
I sat by the water with my head in my
Wondering if I was off dead?

I had to go on, needed my help
As we stacked all the dead
We all said a prayer then we lit on fire
Its an image that leave my head

IV. Great walls of water some whole
In a battle God and Man
Four hundred twenty three were the toll
And I never quite understand
An 18-foot monument off US 1
With remains of so who died.
Words of remembrance with the date etched in
September 2nd

I am so lucky that I'm hear to
God gave me a reprieve
Nothing short of a miracle surviving the
As I desperately to a tree

Now I share the memory family and friends
Sleepless nights have riddled my life
Remembering all of the lives lost day
Is a that cuts like a knife.