When the people a entered the almighty ship.
Ready to start the ultimate trip.
These people had sold everything but themselves,
To reach America, the ultimate goal for oneself.
Handing in their ticket so excited ready to go,
Walking onto the unsinkable greeting saying hello.
They were thankful for a room at least,
Never suspecting the danger of being beneath.
And on the dreadful night,
fifteenth of April everything fine,
The great ships final destiny had begun
No one thought it necessary that the poor be informed,
For no one in first class unknowing they got the warning.
The steerage people were assured nothing was happening,
Yet all the people on the life boats scrambling