O Marysville your tears are in my eyes
Your hurt's behind my sighs
The Heavenly choir, it cries
Clouds weep up in the skies
O Marysville young ones crouch in fear
An array of shots they hear
Such a painful atmosphere
You sorrowing is all in here..
O Marysville how painful is this day
Young lives were taken away
What words are there to say
A red river runs your way
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