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Northern Town

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Jeff Buckley gave me 500 bucks to get out of NYC and go up North for the first time in yrs, up where my people were living. I was 20 yrs old. He could tell that I was in trouble. He took me to the Greyhound station and I bought a bus ticket with the money. He had just signed his big record deal and had a little money for the first time. 7 days and 6 nights later I was there. I wrote this a few yrs later. This is my most requested song. I miss Jeff every day. I miss my Northern Town every day too.

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Northern Town

It was new years day back in '92
I was just a kid in my canvas shoes
going to New York City from Montreal
where I left my heart on a last phone call
I made it past the border with my new guitar
they searched me good and they stripped my car
I was almost in the city when the snow came down
it weren't half as pretty as my Northern Town

Got myself a job in a small cafe
playing Bobby Dylan down in the subways
and I had big ideas bout the truth and such
I looked around the scene and I didn't find much
but the ghosts of the singers with the golden words
and I wrote a lot of songs that no one ever heard
I got so lonely when I lost my sound
just another hillbilly from a Northern Town

And there was nobody there to hold me
nobody there could've told me

It felt like Christmas in the middle of June
when Santa rolled in with a needle and spoon
it was cheaper than grass and it felt so good
you'd go get more just as soon as you could
but then the money got thin and the streets got mean
I didn't know how I just had to get clean
it took a whole week of shaking on an old greyhound
but I made it on back to my Northern Town

Now my Northern Town can get cold as hell
there ain't no steeple and there ain't no bell
there's a whiskey river that runs right through
and it might look dirty depending on your view
and sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get out
when the bars full of laughter and the lakes full of trout
and when that midnight sun and the summer comes round
there's nothing in the world like my Northern Town
nothing in the world like my Northern Town

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from Indio Saravanja, released October 5, 2005

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Indio Saravanja Toronto, Ontario

Argentine born, Arctic Canada raised, Indio Saravanja is a poetic songwriter, talented multi-instrumentalist, and adventurous composer, whose poignant, honest words cut to the bone. A dynamic performer who charms the crowd with his candid and often humorous tales, he is an also an exciting musician - solo or with a band, acoustic or electric. ... more

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