| Artist: | John David Peters |
| Album: | In the Living |
| Title: | Waiting for a Train |
| Year: | 2015 |
| Track number: | 2 |
| Total tracks: | 14 |
| Genres: | Folk / Pop / Country |
About the artist
John David Peters is a New Mexico award-winning songwriter. His song “Don’t Take Me for a Hero” won “Best Song” at the 2019 New Mexico Music Awards. His songs have been finalists in several other contests as well. David’s songs cover a wide range of emotions and topics from the sadness of losing love and friendship to humor about the weather and social issues. David’s songwriting is primarily folk/Americana, but he mixes in some blues, pop, and country. David considers Paul Simon and Canadian folksinger Gordon Lightfoot as his primary songwriting influences.
David began playing guitar and writing his own songs at the ripe old age of 17. He played guitar and wrote songs on and off during his thirty-one year career as a high school English/reading teacher. After retiring from teaching, he took his music and ventured out into the public arena to perform for the first time.
Currently David runs a local weekly open mic for songwriters and is actively marketing his music in Nashville.
johndavidpetersmusic.com
Lyrics
Waiting for a Train
by John David Peters
And they are all just strangers here waiting for a train,
A train that will take them anywhere.
She sat with her two children upon the wooden bench,
Visiting out west where she was born.
A girl from the countryside wed to a city man
In spite of his family’s utter scorn.
But his love is all she needs to see her lifetime through
For what they have is all they need to share,
And they are all just strangers here waiting for a train,
A train that will take them anywhere.
His fingers wrap around the cup of coffee he just bought,
His brown eyes looking down the open track.
Office closed; loans gone bad. That’s not what he had planned.
He knew that there could be no going back.
Even though he looks to go he dreams of one more chance,
But dreams before have melted on the air.
And they are all just strangers here waiting for a train,
A train that will take them anywhere.
Her hair is shining bright against the dark October sky.
One could miss a tear roll down her face.
No ticket in her hand, no baggage at her feet,
She had not planned to sit in that cold place.
Goodbye was all she’d ever heard.
For in her life love never played her fair.
And they are all just strangers here waiting for a train,
A train that will take them anywhere.
A smile on his face as he stared the station ‘round,
His hands folded ‘cross a trusted book.
A tattered coat, a wide-brimmed hat, a pair of walking shoes,
He possessed that ever-traveling look.
He loves to go from town to town preaching on the street
For money any list’ner wants to spare,
And they are all just strangers here waiting for a train,
A train that will take them anywhere.
©2010 John David Peters, Silver Frog Music