Klondike Mike

Songwriters Hal Willis
and
Ginger Willis

           
 He came up to Alaska to try and make a strike
And packed his grubstake on his back that redhead Klondike Mike
He headed for the gold fields like a hammer driven nail
And thought he’d seek his fortune along the Dawson trail
 
( CHORUS )
Over the mountains cross the rivers knee deep in the snow
He cooked his bacon and his beans at forty nine below
 
 
( VERSE )
When the nights were growing longer and the north winds came to play
Mike rounded up his malamutes and he bought himself a sleigh
He mushed on down to Skagway with a hundred pounds of gold
And raced along with the U.S. mail when the air was blue with cold  ( BACK TO CHORUS )
 
( VERSE )
From Fairbanks down to White Pass Mike broke that trail alone
And the howling of the timber wolfs made his hungry huskies moan
After days and days of darkness and fighting ice and snow
He knew he’d reached his journey’s end when he saw the town below ( BACK TO CHORUS)
 
 
( VERSE )
He struck it rich on Goldstream with a dollar to the pan
And went back home to the girl he loved a mighty happy man
He build himself a cabin and raised a family
For Klondike Mike the sourdough made Alaskan history ( BACK TO CHORUS )

 
 
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