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In my first serious band, our singer left to pursue an "alternate" life on the North Coast of NSW. It sort of happened like this, although the outcome is unknown. Ian, if you see this, I hope you like it!
I wrote this after buying my first harmonica in maybe 45 years. Some of the lyrics owe a lot to Ian's original "Northern Road".
Thanks to Dion, Joe, John and Snow for advice on the mix.
Play it loud. Hope you like it.
Songart a pic of a favourite beach on the north coast, the reason Ian left in the first place.
I wrote this after buying my first harmonica in maybe 45 years. Some of the lyrics owe a lot to Ian's original "Northern Road".
Thanks to Dion, Joe, John and Snow for advice on the mix.
Play it loud. Hope you like it.
Songart a pic of a favourite beach on the north coast, the reason Ian left in the first place.
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Lyrics
Northern Road
© Neil Porter 5/2006 - based on lyrics by Ian Robins 1972
He sat there in his city room knowing that the change would come
Thinking of a place up north that his mind could see
Sitting on a hill of green, watching winter waves roll in
Heading up that northern road, come next winter he’d be free
They bought a house in fields of green with views across the countryside
Winding lonely country roads took him to the shore
The sky-clad tribe was there, talking around the waterhole
The tropic sun did wonders for the soul
Heading up that northern road
Take the kombi, take it slow
Northern air, northern sea
All sounds pretty good to me
Friends followed to Eureka and sometimes stayed and made it home
New baby came, a family horse was added to the clan
They made sweet music round the fireside in the winter- time
Those simple songs he’d written for the band
Lines of rolling waves were perfect on long summer days
His songbook filled with stories written in his hand
But she had unsuspected dreams about another world
And when she left he couldn’t understand
Heading up that northern road
Take the kombi, take it slow
Northern air, northern sea
All sounds pretty good to me
Back there in his city room wishing that some change would come
Still dreaming of his place up north to live his eagle dreams
He’d really thought about it over years - he had a plan this time
His girl, guitar and surfboard still figured in his scheme
His girl, guitar and surfboard figured in his scheme
His girl, guitar and surfboard figured in his scheme
His girl, guitar and surfboard
Girl, guitar and surfboard
Whatever happened to the girl of his dreams?
© Neil Porter 5/2006 - based on lyrics by Ian Robins 1972
He sat there in his city room knowing that the change would come
Thinking of a place up north that his mind could see
Sitting on a hill of green, watching winter waves roll in
Heading up that northern road, come next winter he’d be free
They bought a house in fields of green with views across the countryside
Winding lonely country roads took him to the shore
The sky-clad tribe was there, talking around the waterhole
The tropic sun did wonders for the soul
Heading up that northern road
Take the kombi, take it slow
Northern air, northern sea
All sounds pretty good to me
Friends followed to Eureka and sometimes stayed and made it home
New baby came, a family horse was added to the clan
They made sweet music round the fireside in the winter- time
Those simple songs he’d written for the band
Lines of rolling waves were perfect on long summer days
His songbook filled with stories written in his hand
But she had unsuspected dreams about another world
And when she left he couldn’t understand
Heading up that northern road
Take the kombi, take it slow
Northern air, northern sea
All sounds pretty good to me
Back there in his city room wishing that some change would come
Still dreaming of his place up north to live his eagle dreams
He’d really thought about it over years - he had a plan this time
His girl, guitar and surfboard still figured in his scheme
His girl, guitar and surfboard figured in his scheme
His girl, guitar and surfboard figured in his scheme
His girl, guitar and surfboard
Girl, guitar and surfboard
Whatever happened to the girl of his dreams?
thoddi
This was a very cool new song from you Neil You play that harp like you've been doing it always. Together with the steelguitar it gives a new dimension to your sound.
Good story.
I'm getting myself a copy of this:)
Thanks!