My Dad's story of how he proposed to Mom
Myself and other musicians that I've met.
Story behind the song
After Mom passed Dad would tell stories of what he was like as a young man and how he came to marry.
Lyrics
RIDE THE TRAIN
He's the last of the old gang since they left him behind
Now he's too often lonely but most often kind
When he tells us his stories on a freight train we will climb
Ride the train through till morning, ride the train one more time
He's a man of his word and his honor runs long
On the farm he found wisdon, the depression made him strong
But the trains that he'd ride on churned the rhythm of the day
Pulled a C-harp from his pocket, to the rhythm he would play
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Ride the train to tomorrow and forget about the pain
Ride the train through till morning, ride the train, ride the train
Well the train that brought him northward took him back where he came from
Where everything's the same but the man he had become
Met a young girl from the village who he wondered how he'd missed
He asked if she would ever want a home that looked like his
Well they raised seven children, after me they raised two more
There was never that much money, never felt that we were poor
One by one we left the little house by the paths that we were shown
The Lord brought us back together when He took our mother home
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In the years that followed, spent some time with dear old friends
Who reminded him of younger but days come to an end
Now the world is often lonely and not often kind
Ride the train on to glory, ride the train one more time
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