Michael Jerling
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North Country Jukebox
c1982 by Michael JerlingFrom the album Early Jerling
The last tourist is gone Took the camper and the kids Took the money too And I'm glad that they did It's the best time of the year The air is sharp and clear Got the lake to myself The woods full of deer It's a good time to take a walk Think about all the things you've got And play a song for a north country jukebox Some say I'm a crazy fool living here Where the north wind rumbles through Like a ghost train Maybe they are right But cold weather I don't mind I've got a couple of cords of hardwood Stacked against the house And I'll do just fine I'll stoke the stove up red hot Put some coffee in the pot And play a song for a north country jukebox Winter keeps this land A little farther from their reach If the sun shined here all year It would be Miami Beach Hey pour me another beer, you know You'll often find me here It's a second home I don't apologize All my good friends wander in Cause it's the only place there is I'm an eight ball king A pinball wiz But if I miss this shot I'll put a quarter in the slot And play a song for a north country jukebox
