Over 35 years ago I was sitting in the back of a ute. I have no idea where I was going or why – maybe one of my uncles might know but I doubt it! Sitting against the window of the cabin was my Auntie Yvonne. In the cabin were Uncle Les and Uncle Ronnie (Yvonne’s husband). I’m not sure if anyone else was there. As we drove along to wherever we were going, Yvonne taught me a song. She just sang it over and over and over until I knew it. It was called Waitin’ for a Train and was written by Jimmie Rodgers.
They were big country and western fans and a lot of their appreciation rubbed off on me. While I still loved rock bands like Deep Purple and Led Zeppelin, my uncles plugged me into a world of country crooners and I was soon enjoying Hank Snow and Jim Reeves just as much.
Now fast forward a number of decades and I’m in Houston, prior to visiting Lucy, and I opened a book called A Concise History of Texas. Like all good tourists, I was reading about the place I was visiting. And then, on page 173, at the beginning of the chapter entitled War and Depression, I read something that I already knew. It was the lyrics for Waitin’ for a Train. Not only did I already know the lyrics but the tune was in my head as well. As I read the words, the song came alive as did the memory in that ute so many years ago.
I think it’s very odd the way the brain does that: Stores these things away then suddenly springs them on you. Anyway, after talking to mum and dad this morning and listening to dad singing on a DVD they sent me, I thought I’d try and record an MP3 and plonk it in my blog.
And so, without further ado, and apologies for the lack of a backing track, here it is! I hope you like it.