In this vain world of trouble many accidents occurI'm going to sing about one as sad as you ever heardIt was in Fall River City, they were all burned up and killedImprisoned in a factory known as the Granite MillsNow it was my opinionAnd it's my opinion stillThey might all have been saved had the truth been toldFrom the flames of the burning millThe first scene was a cruel one, the girl so young in yearsShe was standing at the window and her eyes were bathed in tearsShe was standing at the window as she called her mother's name"Oh mother, mother, save me," and she fell back in the flamesNow it was my opinionAnd it's my opinion stillThey might all have been saved had the truth been toldFrom the flames of the burning millThe next scene was a hard one, as she passed before my eyesShe was leaping out a window thrown from the roof so highWith a crack, she fell down on the ground, she was bruised and burned and killedThree hundred people lost their lives in the flames of the burning millNow it was my opinionAnd it's my opinion stillThey might all have been saved had the truth been toldFrom the flames of the burning millOne poor girl tried to escape by sliding down a ropeBut when she got but halfway down, the burning strands, they brokeI hope her soul has gone to rest in a place that's dearer stillAbove, above, in Heaven above, far away from the burning mill
