We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

A Northwood Waltz

from MOONDOG by Joseph Huber

/

about

*** A romp-turned-melancholy run through central and northern wisconsin in below freezing conditions and a snow-storm are one of the many inspirations for this song. Many thanks to the Coppersmith crew for the addition of the piano to my studio that I used in this track. Dedicated to the crew at Malarkey's in Wausau.***

lyrics

A NORTHWOOD WALTZ

The skies opened wide and the snow tumbled down
From Rhinelander down over old Titletown,
And the fields and the rivers once golden and brown
Long hide 'neath the cold white and blue.
There’s a voice on the phone--
Said, "I know that you're gone.
I've lost you, and all that we knew."
I don't know just where I'm a-goin’,
But I'll be going soon.

Still the Christmas lights hang in the center of town
Near Malarkey's from Jefferson to Washington.
I thank the good Lord they ain't taken down
As I cling to the years that are through.
But the cold, drunken crowd
Is getting warmer and louder,
I know that it's time for a tune.
I don't know just where I'm a goin’
But I'll be going soon.

Somewhere far away, she's crying my name,
In the drum of my ear there's a-ringing.
But the fiddle plays on, and the crowd sings along
Though they know not the words to be singing. Just...

(Lie-lie-lie)

It's fifteen below as the plows clear the road,
But what way can be cleared back to you that I know?--
For the engine won't turn and your heart's letting go
Of a fool who's torn into two.
So, as snowflakes dance down their currents of chance,
Will love chance again upon me and you?
I don't know just where I'm a-goin’,
But I'll be going soon.

Well, I've failed, but I've tried. Hell, before they died,
Even angels and saints were a-begging,
Now they sing some sweet song in perrenial dawn
In an old unknown tongue I reckon. Like...

(Lie-lie-lie)

Now the blackcappeds sing in the dawning of day,
And the icicles melt on their way to the bay,
So too it would seem I should be on my way
For I've lingered too long in the gloom.
Now the slants and the cracks
In the walk how they dance
And they talk as I take to a tune.
I don't know just where I'm a goin’,
But I'll be going soon.

credits

from MOONDOG, released July 12, 2019
Written and performed by Joseph Huber.
Eston Bennett: upright bass
The One-and-Only Sultan of Squeedily-Dee: violin

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Joseph Huber Milwaukee, Wisconsin

After 7 years of hard touring and playing banjo with the influential streetgrass group, .357 String Band, Joseph Huber has found an individual voice that covers a vast range of influence. Playing all the instruments, from fiddle to harmonica to banjo to tambourine (and as many as he can at once) he amazes and entertains, but also reveals substance. His songs are lyrical, but he knows a good hook. ... more

shows

contact / help

Contact Joseph Huber

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like Joseph Huber, you may also like: