| "THE YELLOW TRAIN." written by Susan Jane Kahon |
| This song I wrote about my Father's stories as a child.He used to make up the most outrageous little tales..to tell us as children.words and music by Susan Jane Kahon..VOCALS BY TANYA DENNIS |
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| It was a long...long time ago I sat on Daddy's Knee We were waiting for the yellow train He said would come for me He had this little story Of riches..joy and fame That the yellow train would bring And he'd softly speak my name Oh Daddy was a fine man We seldom were apart He made my life worthwhile And his stories filled my heart I remember the days When the softest summer rain Would pour down from the heavens And we'd wait ...for the yellow train Daddy was a carpenter He was a man of strength and pride When he took sick that year Well..it hurt me so I cried One night I was softly sleeping When I felt a gentle breeze I awoke and I found a little box With a precious set of keys I opened it so slowly And my heart..it wrenched with pain For inside the handmade wooden box Was a tiny yellow train Oh Daddy was a fine man We seldom were apart He made my life worthwhile And his stories filled my heart I remember the days When the softest summer rain Would pour down from the heavens And we'd wait.. For the yellow train Daddy passed away that year..but his memory lives on I'm still waiting for that yellow train But now it's with my daughter and my son I remember the days When the softest summer rain Would Pour down from the heavens And we'd wait..For the yellow train I...C...U!!!!! Recovered: Oct. 16th, 2023 Some Links & Counters may no longer be Active! |
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| Song produced in Nashville by Steven R. Cooper(615-952-2138) Songwriter's Studio POB 210902 Nashville, Tn.37221 |
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