In the Yukon valley
Where I spent my summer past
I was alone in the bush where
The tide’s slow and the river moves fast
And, oh that golden temptress
That golden witch
We were on the tundra
In a land where the sun don’t set
Where I spent my summer past
I was alone in the bush where
The tide’s slow and the river moves fast
And, oh that golden temptress
That golden witch
We were on the tundra
In a land where the sun don’t set
In the Yukon valley
Where you left me
You left me on my knees
Where you left me
You left me on my knees
On the Athabasca Delta
We retraced our tracks
All through the woods where we found
A compass and a prospector’s mound
And I pushed off in my boat
With the gold prospector’s ghost
Search forever
But you won’t ever find your gold
The river swallowed it whole
We retraced our tracks
All through the woods where we found
A compass and a prospector’s mound
And I pushed off in my boat
With the gold prospector’s ghost
Search forever
But you won’t ever find your gold
The river swallowed it whole
In the Yukon valley
Where you left me
You left me on my knees
You left me on my knees
On the great slave river
To the West
To the West, I’m headed East
To the West
To the West, I’m headed East
In the Yukon Valley
To the West
To the West
I watched you dying
As the temperature was rising
As the temperature was rising
In the Yukon Valley
Where you left me
You left me on my knees
Where you left me
You left me on my knees
On the great slave river
To the West
To the West, but I’m headed East
To the West
To the West, but I’m headed East
In the Yukon valley
To the West
To the West
To the West
To the West
But I’m headed East
Fantastic poetry.
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PUP is a great band, they are really good storytellers. Thanks Holly🖤🙏
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