Something About A Song

I was standing at a station. The rain started coming down and so I wrote this song. I suppose all I was really trying to say here is that there's something about goodbyes that only trains and rain can capture. I borrowed the mandolin that I use on this song from Cathy Theriault. She lives here on Cape Breton Island. She grows stuff like melons, potatos and flowers. She also knows how to use "certain" type of plants to make "certain" types of medicine - like chest rub and ear drops. Pretty cool, huh?

This song has been recorded as a demo and is available to serious music publishers and recording artists.

The Day You Said Goodbye

It was raining that evening at the station
I knew you had something on your mind
The train pulled in an' I was thinkin'
That today's the day you say goodbye

The sun may keep me in your shadow
Hidden somewhere in a book of memories
If you only knew how much I loved you
You would've never had to say goodbye to me

And so it was my dear you parted
Like a flower fallen from a vine
Left me lonely dear and broken-hearted
On the day you said goodbye

The sun may keep me in your shadow
Hidden somewhere in a book of memories
If you only knew how much I loved you
You would've never had to say goodbye to me

Oh someday I will meet you at the station
Where the rain will hide these tears in my eyes
We'll smile at each other in our passing
And I'll think about the day you said goodbye

And the sun may keep me in your shadow
Hidden somewhere in a book of memories
If you only knew how much I loved you
You would've never had to say goodbye to me