Goin' up to Lapland to see my boy,
He's a real piece a work, a dark alloy.
Up late burnin' the midnight oil,
He won't see me comin', he's no Conan Doyle.
Goin' up to Lapland, goin' with a ploy
Goin up to Lapland to see my boy.
Goin' up to Lapland, goin' like a shot
Goin' up to Lapland, 90lb dreadnought.
I'll stand in the dark, 'neath the firewood crook
Wait til he gets cold; he'll want the bait, I'll be the hook.
Fire burnin' low, I'll watch him pull on his cap
Blood red, snow white, it's a real cold snap.
Goin' up to Lapland, goin' on my own
Goin' up to Lapland, he'll reap just what he's sown
Goin' up to Lapland, goin to have some fun
Goin' up to Lapland, to get the job done
I hold the axe high and I let it fall
Watch the pretty patterns on the woodshed wall
He goes straight down, funny angled elbow
Cripple Creek flowin' in a path through the snow.
Cripple Creek's wide and cripple creek's deep,
I'll fill cripple creek 'fore I sleep.
Roll my britches to my knees,
And wade ol' Cripple Creek as I please.
I went up to Lapland, I got the job done
Now I'm back from Lapland, Merry Christmas everyone.
The Belgian duo use violin, banjo, gongs and bird calls to create looping, gentle songs that mimic the ambience of the natural world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 28, 2021
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024
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Lorn is the artist that I would insist on producing a soundtrack for any film I ever made. Soundscapes of delight with some of the most amazing percussion I have heard. Love you x. zachariahbell