On that dreadful dark and most stormy night The rain was falling fast The thunder rolled and the lightning flashed Leaving destruction in its path As we all hastened, right on our way For home and rest that night But before that storm was over, you know So many were killed outright That mighty storm was sweeping across Making so many miles per hour Carrying along, right with it too A river of drenching power Then came a mighty, sudden crash That brought us full pain and death And in the minds of the living yet I'm sure they will never forget There's many a grieved and sad heart we know In the town of Cherry today Who's loved-ones, we know, who can never return To drive all the gloom away For the dreadful and most terrible sight Amidst all the pouring down rain Some who were dead and some dying too Suffering most death and pain No tongue can ever live to tell how bad No pen can ever write No-one will know, but those living yet The harrow of that night There's a little town by the name of Cherry Hill It all seemed bright and gay When just like a flash, the Master called They had no time to pray For it came right along, in a moment of time The awful work was done And many souls were called home that night That have made their final run