Woman on a Train
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link
Based on a story by Julia Wade

I met a woman on the train
Usually the conversation skirts the mundane
Usually I find a seat apart from all the people
But I can't complain
About the night I met a woman on the train

I show her my Kindle on the train
She sits in rapt amazement while I explain
She admits to me she's 83 and looks much younger
But I sense her pain
As the night rolls on behind us on the train

I tell her I sing every weekend
At a church in Boston
She confesses to being a Cath'lic
And that she finds me a little odd

She says she told her children
To go and find their own truth
I look into her eyes
And give my new/old friend a nod
She says, "Oh honey, we all are children of God"
Oh honey, we all are children of God

We talk a lifetime on the train
The veils of social prudence
No longer pertain
Funny how we open up so quick
To perfect strangers
But I can't complain
All because we shared two lifetimes
On the train

I tell her of all my regrets
Of never raising children
She admits to her rash impatience
And that she should have spared the rod

We both look out the window
And accept our imperfections
I look into her eyes
And give my new/old friend a nod
She says, "Oh honey, we all are children of God"
Oh honey, we all are children of God

New York to Boston
Boston to New York
Trains have a way of putting a stop on time
No one grows any older on a train
A perfect stranger
Sleeps head on my shoulder
The sleeping train gets quiet
The car a little colder
Mile after mile
With her head upon my shoulder
And I dare not move a muscle
Lest she wake
This woman on a train

Goin' Home
Words by William Arms Fisher
Music by Antonin Dvorak & Victor Labenske

Goin' home
Goin' home
I'm a goin' home
Quiet like
Some still day
I'm jes' goin' home

It's not far
Jes' close by
Through an open door
Work all done
Care laid by
Gon' to fear no more

Mother's there
'spectin' me
Father's waitin' too
Lots o' folk
Gathered there
All the friends i knew

I'm goin'
I'm goin' home
I'm a goin' home

Mornin' star
Lights the way
Res'less dream all done
Shadow's gone
Break o' day
Real life just begun

There's no break
There's no end
Jes' a livin' on
Wide awake
With a smile
Goin' on and on

Goin' home
Goin' home
I'm jes' goin' home
It's not far
Jes' close by
Through an open door

Goin' home
[Spoken]
Goin' home
I'm jes' goin' home

I Stand for You
Lyrics by Peter Link and Jenny Burton
Music by Peter Link

I walk the roads you walked
With every step I take
I try to follow you
With every move I make
I see your shining light
And like a magnet
I am drawn to you
God let your light shine through
I'll bear the torch and share the fire
And carry on the meanings of your life
As I go through life

Oh I'll remember you
In everything I do
In every step I take
In every move I make
I'll remember you
And I'll walk in your shoes
I'll stand in your grace
I shall not be moved
And what's more
With all that you stand for

I stand for you
Yeah I stand for you
Ooooohhhhhhh
I stand for you

I dedicate my life
To the wisdom that you taught
I lift your sword of truth
To the battles you have fought
I carry on your name
So all the world will know
Of the light in you
God let your light shine through
And when it all is said and done
Those who've known me will have known you too
This I hope to do

Yeah I'll remember you
In everything I do
In every step I take
In every move I make
I'll remember you
And I'll walk in your shoes
I'll stand in your grace
I shall not be moved
And what's more
With all that you stand for

I stand for you
Yeah I stand for you
Ooooohhhhhhh
I stand for you

I stand for you
I stand for you
You are my light
You are my lighthouse
Your blood is runnin' through my veins
You stand for the truth
And nothing less
So I got to
Looks like it's time to get dressed

My feet are shod
With the preparation of the gospel of peace

Got my shield of faith
And the breastplate of righteousness
Hand me down my helmet of salvation
And the sword of the spirit
The whole armour
The whole armour of God

And I'll stand
I'll stand
For you!

You Ain't No Prisoner
Music by Peter Link
Lyrics by Larry Rosler

You can walk right out the door
Leave behind your heavy load
You can turn your life around
If you take a different road
Lead another life tomorrow
Start again when daylight breaks
You ain't no pris'ner to your old mistakes

Get a grip and take control
That's the thing you gotta do
You ain't trapped inside a cage
There ain't nothin' stoppin' you
Yesterday is dead and gone now
Start again when dawn appears
You ain't no pris'ner to your burned up years

You ain't no pris'ner
You ain't no pris'ner
You ain't no pris'ner
You're a free man
Free to choose

You don't wear no ball and chain
You ain't under lock and key
Ain't no jailer in this world
But yourself can set you free
If you want to change the future
Start again just start again
You ain't no pris'ner to your ancient ways

You ain't no pris'ner
You ain't no pris'ner
You ain't no pris'ner
You're a free man
Free to choose

One More Drink
Music by Peter Link
Lyrics by Larry Rosler

I got a pocket of greenbacks
And bought a bottle of rye
I got a hunch you been travelin'
And you're probably dry

What are you drivin' at?

Well, I been standing here wondrin'
If such a good lookin' lass
Would kill the night with a cowboy
And let him fill up her glass

This place is soundin' better.

Come one and raise it up
You little butter cup
While the night is young
Come on, baby, gonna have some fun

All right!

Why don't you have
One more drink
Honey, have one more drink
Whatever problems you got
Say goodbye to them with one little shot

Come on, woman.

Why don't you have
One more drink
Honey, have one more drink
I betcha we could have fun
Have a drink
Well, just one

Bottoms up!

I got a big rig
That's ready to go
So take a big swig
We'll take a ride where the lights are low

Whoa!

But you're a smooth talkin' cowboy
And lookin' handsome as sin

Why, thank you.

I hope you won't take advantage
Of this condition I'm in

Me??

When you get to talkin' romantic
A girl could hardly decline
And makin' love on a buckboard
Is sendin' chills up my spine

I thought you'd like it.

But baby slow it down
We oughta paint the town
While the night is young
Come on, baby, gonna have some fun

Set 'em up!

You better buy

One more drink
Atta girl!
One more drink
Whatever problems we got
Say good-bye to them with one little shot

Come on, woman, throw it down!

Why don't we have
One more drink
Honey, have –
One more drink
We'll have a ball and we'll shoot
One more shot
One more toot
Feels so good

Why don't you have
One more drink
Yeah let's have
One more drink
We'll have a laugh and we'll pour
One more drink

Pour one more
That's two more drinks
Pour two more
Make it three more drinks
Aw hell, pour four
Just give me
One more drink!

NOTHING ONLY LOVE
From KING OF HEARTS

Lyrics by Jacob Brackman
Music by Peter Link

Some people say it all ends sadly
I‘ll have to pay with tears in time
Prob’ly I should beware
But I don’t think I care
‘cause nothing matters
Nothing only love

Soon you’ll know all my secret places
I’ll have lost all my mystery then
How can then matter now
I can’t stop anyhow
‘cause nothing matters
Nothing only love

The sky may fall but I don’t care
The light may fail but it doesn’t matter
The wind may blow me anywhere
But I don’t care cause it doesn’t matter
My hands may shake
My dreams may shatter
My heart may break
But it doesn’t matter
No nothing does
No no nothing matters
Nothing only love
No nothing only love
No nothing only love

Minutes ago my mind was racing
Now all my worries feel so small
Now there’s just you and me
And in your eyes I see
That nothing matters
Nothing only love
The moon may crack
The sea may boil
The song may die
But it doesn’t matter
This river may carry me anywhere
But I don’t care
‘cause it doesn’t matter
My hands may shake
My dreams may shatter
My heart may break
But it doesn’t matter
No nothing does
No no nothing matters
Nothing only love
No nothing only love
No nothing only love

Ya' Don't Hafta Be a Singer to Sing
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

[Julia]
Lily Tomlin
Gracie Allen
Carol Burnett
Lucille Ball
Tina Fey
Whoopie Goldberg
When it comes to comedy
Giants all

Sad to say
I'm just a singer
How I wish I could make 'em laugh
But when it comes to comic timing
Guess you might say I'm just better at rhyming
Perhaps this funny business
Is just not my call

[Georgia]
Ya' don't have to be a comic to make 'em laugh, Julia.
Like you always say, "Ya' don't have to be a singer to sing." Being a
Comedienne is a lot like being a singer.
Just make the best of what cha got!

[Julia]
But women like Gilda Radner and Bea Arthur are just naturally funny. And Betty White … and Ellen Degeneres …
Now take me, for instance, Georgia
I ain't exactly Madeline Kahn
And I could go on and on (As you know …)
But I manage to get a few laughs in each of my shows
So I thought I'd come to you
I just had to resort to a little support from a friend

[Georgia]
I'm here for ya', girl.

Ya' know, when I'm with you just hangin' 'round
Don't cha know, we laugh all the time
And the truth of it is
You're just as funny as you can be
[Julia]
I know …
I'm a natural ham
A rattlebrain is what I am
Therein lies the funniest facet of me
Now I see!
Yes a natural ham
A rattlebrain is what I am
So I make the best
With whatever it is I be
Right?

[Georgia]
Now ya' got it!

[Julia]
It's like you say I always say …
Ya' don't hafta be a singer to sing
[Georgia]
That's right!
Anyone can do it in the shower
It just takes a dash of courage
To get over your reserve
A tablespoon of confidence
And a bucket full of nerve

You don't hafta have a great big voice
Or God's gift of rhythm in your soul
But at least ya' got to know enough to carry a tune
Dare to stick it out there past the fear an' get a grip
[Both]
Have the stuff to get up on that stage an' let 'er rip
But ya' don't hafta be a singer to sing

Ya' don't hafta be a singer to sing

[Georgia]
Now take me for instance, Julia
I ain't exactly Maria Callas
And I never played the Palace
But I've managed to croon a few tunes on ol' Broadway
Now my range is kinda short
So I sometimes resort to a little support from a friend
[Julia]
I'm here for ya', girl.

[Georgia]
Ya' see most of my notes are so remote
That, to me, I sound like a billy goat
But I'll tell ya' my secret
If you promise to never tell

I got four good notes
An' none of them's a money note
But beyond that,
It all sounds to me like a yelp
That's right!
I got four good notes
An' none of them's a money note
But beyond that, girl
I probably need some help
[Julia]
But remember Georgia …
Ya' don't hafta be a singer to sing
[Both]
Yeah …
Anyone can do it in the shower
It just takes a dash of courage
To get over your reserve
A tablespoon of confidence
And a bucket full of nerve

You don't hafta have a great big voice
Or God's gift of rhythm in your soul
But at least ya' got to know enough to carry a tune
Dare to stick it out there past the fear an' get a grip
Have the stuff to get up
On that stage
An' let 'er rip
But ya' don't hafta be a singer to sing

Ya' don't hafta be a singer to sing
[Georgia]
Well here goes …

If yer tryin' to be a singer
Baby ya' gotta want it
If ya' got it
Better flaunt it
Whatever it is ya' got
[Both]
If ya' think you can swing it
An' yer out there tryin' to wing it
Don't think twice, just bring it!
Whatever it is ya' got

So what if ya' ain't got the chops
Ya' can't be afraid of the flops
They ain't gonna call the cops
So pull out all them stops and give it
Whatever it is ya' got

No ya' don't hafta be a singer
Don't hafta be a singer
Don't hafta be a singer
To sing
So sing!

Crazy Day
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

I had a crazy day
Lay around
And dreamed the afternoon away
Thought about the way you smile
When I'm in your eyes
I did not think I'd miss you
When we laughed and said goodbye
But to my surprise
Something is gone inside

Crazy day
You took my heart away
Crazy day
You turned the tide

Oh but it all it felt so fine
The dreams and the air
And the sun and the shine
Me and the birds had a damn good time
But the sun set like to give me a sign

Now the colors of blue
And the absence of you
Keep taking me through this change

I had a crazy day
Drifted through the morning
In my disarray
Never knew what I know now
Never saw your face
I knew I'd soon forget you
And you'd vanish into space
But the more I tried
The more you were on my mind

Crazy day
You took my heart away
Crazy day
You turned the tide
You turned the tide
You turned the tide

You're Leaving Me
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

You're leaving me
Wish you could stay but maybe it's right
You're leaving me
Though I agree I'm still very frightened
All our dreams have turned into ashes
Turned into dust
The fires have long been gone

You're leaving me
Maybe just one more chance
Ah but you're leaving me
Never your need and never your glance
Will touch my heart
Leaving me breathless
Leaving me weak
With all my walls torn down

Maybe I'll go on
Maybe I'll get by
Maybe I'll sing my new song
Leaving all my past behind
Yes maybe it's all right
Maybe the right time
Maybe I'll find my answers
When at last you're far away

And so you're leaving me
Wish I could be the one who was leaving
Leaving you
Wish I believed in what we are doing
Time will tell
Maybe you'll come back
Maybe you won't
And maybe I'll be free
Of your leaving me

The Night I Met St. Nick
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

I was hiding ‘hind the sofa
When he came down the chimney
Cuz I did not believe
He could ach-ally come down the chimney
But he came down the chimney
Just like they always said he would
Uh hum yeah
With a grunt and a whoosh ... and kerplop!

It amazed me so, I forgot I was hiding
So, I stood up in amazement at a fat man in a red suit
With a scowl upon his face.
“What in tarnation are you doing up now
At this ungodly hour, young lady?”
He said as he texted on his iPhone back up North to his elf

“Well, Mr. Claus,” I replied, most polite,
“I guess I just had to see for myself!”

“Well now you’ve gone an’ done it!”
As he pulled out his list.

“Let’s see here uuuuuuhhhhh, you must be young Julie
Is that right?”
“Well, that’s right!” said I.
“Well you’re now in big trouble, sure as pie”

“I got a most busy schedule now you’re makin’ me late
Right now I oughta be back in my sled instead
So go ahead now ... an’ go back to bed!
And doncha be peekin’ through the keyhole.”

When I got up that morning — that Christmas morning—
There was nothing in my stocking but a lump of coal
Rats

I woulda cried my eyes out, but remember, good people
It was just a dream
Just a dream ...
It was just a dream about the night I met St. Nick

I dunno if he was a saint, but he sure was cute!
OK, don’t go away. There’s more to this story.

Next Christmas Eve I was hidin’ again ‘hind the sofa
As he whooshed down the chimney
“I remember you,
You’re that girl, you’re Julie,”
That’s right, cutie pie.
“You were trouble from the git go
An’ now you’re back again, my friend.
Uh hum yeah
This ain’t right an’ it’s just got to stop”

“Only this time ach-ally I’m kinda glad ta’ see ya’,
I’m a little bit stuck here
Got a flat tire on a reindeer
An’ I’m plum done outta spares.”

Who ever heard of such a thing like that?
Well now remember, good people
It was just a dream
Just a dream …
It was just a dream about another night I met St. Nick

I never promised it would make much sense.

So I grabbed him my ol’ trusty bicycle pump
An’ we went swoosh up the chimney in a flash

And there stood Dasher, Dancer, Prancer an’ the others
I fixed that ol’ flat tire in the blink of a lash
An’ old Saint Nick was off like a shot

He’s shoutin’ “Merry Merry Christmas” across the sky
“To all a Happy Happy New Year”
He never looked back
He never said thanks
He just disappeared into the clouds

Hold on, just wait a minute, Santa!
Here I am stuck on the roof!
An’ no way I’m goin’ back down that chimney
It’s too darn dirty an’ I just don’t have it in me
An’ besides you never even said thank you

When I got up that morning — that Christmas morning —
My stocking was filled to the brim and overflowing
Presents in the kitchen
Presents in the bath tub
Presents in the attic and presents in the shed
And even one more under the pillow in my bed.

I coulda cried my eyes out
At all the presents he left me
But then again my friend
It was just a dream
It was just a dream about the night I met
Or was it?
Nah …
It was just a dream about the night I met St. Nick