Aunt Martha dead rachel

Ooh, Rachel died in the river
Ooh, I saw her yesterday
Ooh, I was standing on the shoreline
She smiled as she was swept away
Ooh, they went through her belongings
Ooh, they found a paper heart
Ooh, they found a picture of her daughter
In a suitcase, bent and torn apart
And oh, oh, oh, her father cried
Slammed his fist and opened up his sharp cold eyes
And oh, oh, oh, her sister called me on the phone
She said when you coming over
I don't want to die alone like she did
Like she did
Like she did, oh no