How I Wish My Train Would Come - Luther Dickinson

So hard we struggle

It’s hard to survive

It’s a struggle to stay alive

Keep fighting on until we arrive

I try to believe I will be received

Lord knows I’m ready to leave

Deliver me, I’m ready to leave

Please deliver me

How I wish my train would come

And carry me back home

How I wish my train would come

As you can tell I’m not from here

Got to get the hell away from here

Did you have everywhere

Dark as a night cold as a ground

No one to call friend can be found

No one to lend a helping hand can be found

No one gives a damn

How I wish my train would come

And carry me back home

The rain pouring down from the heavens above

Is as cold as a mother’s lost love

Talk about trouble is my only friend

You can smell the trouble blowing in the wind

The only thing that I put my faith in

I try to believe but it’s hard to believe

There’s a hope out there for me

Just a little of me I’m ready to leave

Please deliver me I’m ready to leave

Please deliver me I’m ready to leave

How I wish my train would come

And carry me back home

How I wish my train would come

And carry me back home

How I wish my train would come

And take me back home