Ben Hassenger's song about Ishpeming, MI. Part of the Music In the Garden series presented by the Holt Community Arts Council.
Lyrics: Deer Lake Road by Ben Hassenger
Long ago when we were kids
We'd drive north to the Mackinac bridge
Cross that span and pay our toll
Keep heading west to Deer Lake Road
Everything was different up there
The crisp smell of pine in the fresh air
The roads were red from the iron ore
Never worried about locking the door
My grandparents lived up on the hill
Just down the river from the old sawmill
A fine little house sturdy and warm
Kept us sheltered from the winter storms
Things seemed so simple then
I'll never see those days again
Life gets complicated when you're old
I wish I was back on Deer Lake Road
Grandma made the best pasties around
Sang in the choir at the church downtown
Grandpa fixed motors for the road commission
Sold minnows and worms to the Deer Lake fishermen
Behind the house was always parked
That old Chevy truck that never did start
Grab that wheel with both my hands
Take a trip to far-off lands
On that Flexible Flyer we did glide
It was our chilly magic carpet ride
Straight down the hill and into the trees
Covered with snow from our heads to our feet
Chorus
Then Grandpa got the cancer and lost his eye
Shot himself and then he died
Grandma, she carried on
But nothing was the same after he'd gone
I get a tear in my eye, a lump in my throat
Thinking bout fishing in that old wood boat
The time has come and gone so fast
I wish we could have made it last
Chorus
@ReggiesRainbow no... its not
Vadahata22 2 months ago
This is great! This is my stomping ground! The U.P. is great!
ReggiesRainbow 1 year ago