Song of the Yukon Rose Songtext
von Chris LeDoux

There′s a place on the Yukon River
Called the Carribou Saloon
Where the miners go to spend their gold
And listen to the sad, sweet tune

Feast their eyes upon the beauty
Of the lovely Yukon Rose
They can look but they better not touch her
She belongs to Pierre Leboux

They say he found her down in Seattle
Won her at a young and tender age
Now she sings up here, while the men drink beer
Like a bird in a gilded cage

One time a man from Dawson
Challenged Pierre for Rose's hand
Now he lies below with bitter snow
In this wild and savage land


Some nights when the Northern Lights are shinin′
A cold north wind is howlin' across the snow
Is it just the wind that you hear sighin'?
Could it be the song of the Yukon Rose?

Then one night a Bigfoot
Just happened to be passin′ by
And there in the dark his lonely heart
Was touched by Rose′s lullaby

So he walked into the barroom
And everybody turned around to stare
But he looked to them just like a bearded man
In a coat of grizzly hair

Bigfoot saw the Yukon Rose
And their eyes met through the gloom
An' she was hypnotized by his gentle eyes
And was drawn across the room

Now they say love has no boundaries
I reckon that it′s right
'Cause beauty and the savage beast
Fell in love that night


Some nights when the Northern Lights are shinin′
And the cold north wind is howlin' across the snow
Is it just the wind that you hear sighin′?
Could it be the song of the Yukon Rose?

Now Pierre was in the back room
Dealin' cards when the music stopped
Laid his hand down and looked around
And said, "Nobody touch that pot"

He walked out to the bar room
And the trouble soon began
An' his blood ran cold when he saw the Rose
In the arms of the tall strange man

Pierre walked up, and he grabbed her
An′ shoved her towards the stage
And the gentle look in the stranger′s eyes
Turned wild and red with rage

An' then with just one mighty blow
Pierre lay on the sawdust floor
The tall strange man took the lady′s hand
An' walked out through the door

No one dared to follow
And where he took her no one knows
But we all jumped back, when we saw the tracks
Of Bigfoot in the snow

Some say she probably died that winter
She should have, I s′pose
But just last night 'neath the Northern Lights
I heard the song of the Yukon Rose

Some nights when the Northern Lights are shinin′
Cold north wind is howlin' across the snow
Is it just the wind that you hear sighin'?
Could it be the song of the Yukon Rose?