Crooked Path

$15.00

SKU: 2007 Category:

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40 Days and Nights
Hold On
Thousand Dollar Car
Cold River
Will Love Arise
Johnny Cash Is Gone
Chief Waukenon Motel
Why They Run The Race
Through Christmastime
My Acceptance Speech
Preachin’ To The Choir
I’ve Been Feelin’ Better
Crooked Path

“His ballads are always provocatively original and breathtakingly crafted, delivered with spellbindingly articulate guitar and emotionally resonant vocals”. – Scott Alarik, Boston Globe

Born and raised in Illinois, songwriter Michael Jerling became involved with music while helping to run the campus coffeehouse at the University of Wisconsin – Eau Claire. Settling in upstate Saratoga Springs, New York, home of the historic coffeehouse Caffe’ Lena, Michael has been a noted artist on the club, college and festival circuits of North America since 1975. His live shows are buoyed by his sharp sense of humor, and his smooth baritone voice is backed up with consummate skill on six & twelve string guitars, harmonica and mandolin.

Michael has been among the winners of the prestigious “New Folk” competition at the Kerrville Folk Festival in Texas, and his involvement with the seminal Fast Folk Musical Magazine in New York City has led to his song “Long Black Wall” being included in a new Smithsonian Folkways CD. Fast Folk: A Community of Singers and Songwriters celebrates twenty years of Fast Folk, and also includes cuts by artists such as Suzanne Vega, Shawn Colvin, John Gorka, and Richard Shindell .

Through Christmastime ©2007 Michael Jerling

Christmas comes but once a year
And when I was a child
I thought everyone around the world
Sang of Mary meek and mild
And Baby Jesus in the straw
Beneath one guiding star
Life was simple safe and warm
In my mother’s arms

Consider Father Abraham
That Hebrew tribal king
He wasn’t quite the paragon
Of modern parenting
Laid his son Isaac on the stone
And sharpened up his knife
Cast out Ishmael from his home
To wander all his life

Oh to have such certainty
Oh to have such faith
Oh to have such love of God
Slowly turned to hate
The sons of Isaac still can feel
That cold stone on their backs
The sons of Ishmael still can taste
The bitterness and sand

Christmas comes but once a year
I’m crazy I suppose
Still I wish you Peace On Earth
Salaam, Shalom
If there is one true guiding star
The paths to it grow wild
And my untended weedy way
Does pass through Christmastime
Does pass through Christmastime

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