Angel Island Songs

COAST WALKERS FAREWELL

Tune: Maori Farewell WordS: Silvia Lange

Now is the hour when we must say farewell
... to you, Angel Island
Soon well be walking far beyond the sea
... to Land's End
While we're away, we will remember thee
When we return
... to Angel Island
We hope you're waiting here

June 1999 Angel Island Association



THE LEGEND OF MOUNT LIVERMORE
Composed on Site 1/15/1996 and Updated 12/4/1999 & 10/2008

Tune: On Top of Old Smokey (sob) Words: Silvia Lange

On top of Mount Livermore
All covered with fog
Our dear metal Christmas tree
Was felled like a log

The rain it was fearsome
The wind even more (100 mph)
To keep our Christmas tree standing
Would have been an impossible chore

Each Christmas we lit it
We had so much fun
With Boy Scouts and eggnog
And the carols we sung

We made it our symbol
To raise much needed bucks
But after the windstorm of '95
All we could say was, "Oh, shucks!"

Christmas is coming
And the geese are getting fat
But on top of Mount Livermore
Our Christmas tree lay flat

WAIT! The story's not over
What a glorious sight
Thanks to Industrial Light & Magic
Our new Christmas tree shone bright

On top of Mount Livermore
Here comes another verse
Though the windstorm was ferocious
The fire was much worse

It leapt up Mount Livermore
All the way to the top
As we watched on in horror, we cried
"Will it never stop?"

But Camp Reynolds, Fort McDowell,
Immigration Station, too
Were saved from destruction
By the brave firefighting crew

When the smoke had subsided
We found a casualty
Fried to a crisp
Was our poor Christmas tree

Now just like San Francisco
Angel Island survived fire
Come visit your Island
And linger awhile