Song Of The Yukon Rose
(专辑: Powder River - 1989)
There's a
place on the
Yukon river, called the
Carriboux saloon Where the
miners go, to spend their gold An' 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 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
guilded cage Well, one time a
man from Tulsa challenged Pierre for her rose's hand Now he lies below the the
bitter snow in this wild and savage land Some nights when the
northern lights are shining And the
cold north wind is howling across the
snow Is it just the
wind that you hear sighing Or could it be the
sound of the
Yukon rose Then one night a
bigfoot just happened to be passing by And there in the
dark his heart his lonely heart Was touched by rose's lullaby So he walked into the
bar room and every one turned 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 meet through the
gloom An' she was hypnotized by his gentle eyes, and was drawn across the
room Now they say that love has no boundaries, an' I
reckon that it's right 'Cause beauty and the
savage beast, fell in love that night Some nights when the
northern lights are shining An' the
cold north winds are howling 'cross the
snow Is it just the
wind that you hear sighing Or could it be the
song of the
Yukon rose Now Pierre was in the
back room, dealing cards when the
music stopped He laid his hand down and looked around, and said nobody touch that pot He walked out to the
bar room and the
trouble 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 t'wards the
stage And the
gentle look in the
strangers eyes, turned wild and red with rage An' then with just one mighty blow, Pierre lay on the
saw-dust floor The
tall strange man, took the
ladies 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 under the
northern lights I
heard the
song of the
Yukon rose Some nights when the
northern lights are shining And the
cold north wind is howling across the
snow Is it just the
wind that you hear sighing Or could it be the
song of the
Yukon rose