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Sugarland Run (The United States Navy Band Country Current) · Sugarland Run (U.S. Navy Country Current) · Life in a Northern Town/Test Tape No. 3 (The Dream Academy) · Life In a Northern Town (Sugarland) · Life In a Northern Town (Sugarland) · Northern Soul Time: 60 Tracks of Vintage Northern (Hutchinson, Hutch) · This Is Northern Soul! A Collection of 24 Tamla Motown Northern Soul, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · This Is Northern Soul! A Collection of 24 Tamla Motown Northern Soul, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · H-Town to the A-Town (Hutchinson, Hutch) · M-Town 2 H-Town (O.G. Ron C.) – and 90 other albums »


a younger day
Pushing the town away, away

Heya ma ma ma, into the night
Hey ma ma ma, hey, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah hey ma ma ma ma

They sat
a younger day
Pushing the town away, away

Heya ma ma ma, into the night
Hey ma ma ma, hey, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah hey ma ma ma ma

They sat
right by

Ah-heya ma ma ma, into the night-ah
Heya ma ma ma, hey-ay-ay-ay, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah-hey ma ma ma, take it easy on yourself
right by

Ah-heya ma ma ma, into the night-ah
Heya ma ma ma, hey-ay-ay-ay, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah-hey ma ma ma, take it easy on yourself
[Woodie]
Enter my danger zone Northern Cali
Yes son from the valley to the bay
The mighty Norte got it sewn
We bout half a mill' people up in these
in a northern town
Between the earth and sky

These thoughts of you come around
At different times
We watch as the sun goes down
At different
Never thought I'd go as far in life as this
Never made par and I could give 2 s***s
Never wanted sell cars cause my dad was a dick
Never wanted a guitar
Words and music by John Kay

I fried in the sun just outside San Bernadino
Flagged me a ride in a rattletrap ford
Rollin' back east to the northern
I looked out across the river today.
Saw a city  in the fog and an old church town where the seagulls play.
Saw the sad shire horses walking home
Ionospheric splendour ignites the northern skies 
Unseen by jaded eyes 
Preferring more an insect's view of mundane, grindstone lives 
This planet,
Practiced twelve hours a day in the Hell House
In the swamps out side of town.
100 degrees without no open windows
Heat radiating off the tin.

They
no one knows
What's landed by the bay
In your town soon blood will flow
Just before the dawn of day

Warriors from the land of the midnight sun
curled up in her dreams
And somewhere beneath quilt and sheets
Gently beats one faithful heart

Constant as the northern star
And as sure as gravity
By standing in the road alone
Standing watching the fires burn

The northern sky it stinks with greed
You could smell it for miles around
The good ole
works up in that big town
With sophisticated ties
But come 5 she lets her hair down
And she turns on her Southern side
We’ll I've seen the sunset
till the sun goes down 
Lives in a secret world 
Says: her career is in another town 
Life with a mercury girl 
One day once when I've got some time
Words and music by John Kay

I fried in the sun just outside San Bernadino
Flagged me a ride in a rattletrap ford
Rollin' back east to the northern
From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks,
came a rowdy Ragin Cajun by the name of Rupernac,
He was harder than a hickory long
I remember thinking 'bout forever
Sitting there with you by the river
We danced in the little lights
And felt for the first time

I remember
Salt of the earth
We like our whiskey strong
Play our music loud
Get things done by the sweat of our brow

Here in cowboy town, yeah cowboy town
That's
I'm a stranger in town and my gun's never cold
I'm a gambler so bet on your life 
You'll never live to grow old
I deal in lead I won't step aside
Liza Radley, see the girl with long hair
See her creeping 'cross summer lawns at midnight
And all the people in the town where we live say she's
I looked out across the river today.
Saw a city  in the fog and an old church town where the seagulls play.
Saw the sad shire horses walking home
high off these northern lights

[Prevail]

I'm approaching a time where bombin' is obsolete
Don't wait til there's a bullet in to post a police
How wonderful life is on Christmas

All is quiet, Holy night
To awaken, morning light
Let is shine
Let it fill our lives with light

Then as someone