Stan loves music, is published (EMI/Capitol), and has experience performing on radio and TV when it was live in the good old days. These days he's just writing
Songwriter of pop, country, inspirational songs. I like to write. I travel a lot to Asia...so my music may have an Asian influence.
Story behind the song
Song about a man leaving farway to seek a job...his apprehension.
Lyrics
Dread The Whistle Blow
© May 8, 2010 Stan Loh
Verse 1
Feeling chills under my collar,
Phone call claims there are jobs,
The ticket ate my last dollar,
I’m hearing tears and sobs,
Chorus
I dread the whistle blow,
Too soon the train will go,
I’m jobless I do this dance,
To change my circumstance,
Can’t show I’m petrified,
I’ll hide my face to cry,
I will call you … yes I’ll call you when I arrive.
Verse 2
We’re sardined, packed tight in third class,
Sharing with old union boss,
I hold on to my train pass,
St. Christopher and my cross,
Chorus 2
We’ll hear the whistle blow,
Steel wheels whine through the snow,
I’m jobless I do this dance,
To change my circumstance,
Can’t show I’m petrified,
I’ll hide my face to cry,
I will call you … yes I’ll call you when I arrive.
Bridge
When I’ve gone through union hall,
I’ll find a place to call,
You’ll bring the kids to this place,
I’ll be hungry for your embrace …
