I left a little town, a little South of Hudson Bay
I couldn't find a thing to make a rounder want to stay
I fought the wind across the barren waste an' the crystal dooms
Going for to marry the girl in Saskatoon
South and West and following the cold December sun
I bedded down in the Carragana when my daily trek was done
Then up and moving onward by the light of the morning moon
I'm freezing but I'm burning for the girl in Saskatoon
Then I found the trail that had packed beneath the snow
I made the final miles where the prairie lilies grow
I walked into a boarding house and I got myself a room
Then I started asking about the girl in Saskatoon
Well they told me that she'd waited but then she'd gone away
To look for me in a little town, a little South of Hudson Bay
My wonder lust was over, it went like the morning moon
Left me freezing but burning for the girl in Saskatoon

INVIA LE CORREZIONI