A black line is drawn that marks the spot so sombre. A white gum now bears your name and number. Words can’t explain her loss and sorrow. You are no more in her days of tomorrow. That day an angel Called your name and number To the cross that marks your departure That day an angel called you over Oh, the angel with the voice of thunder A life was lost in a flash of thunder Louder than the blast of gunpowder Broken hearts and flowers for all to see The day an angel called you over With a voice of thunder To heaven above, you have now crossed over You waved me down I stopped to bend my knee Tell me what happened that day How fast did you go, I wonder Friend, I can hear you call her name in vain You have left her with your kids and pain I can hear you whisper I love her Tell her one more time, please mister That day an angel Called your name and number To the cross that marks your departure That day an angel called you over Oh, the angel with the voice of thunder Oh, friend, I am so sorry Let go, let her go Let it go, let her be free She’ll come visit you at the old white gum tree Let go, let it go You are now free
