Song Of The Yukon Rose Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

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 gilded 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 shinin' 

And the cold north wind is howlin' across the snow 

Is it just the wind that you hear sighin' 

Or could it be the sound of the Yukon Rose? 

Then one night a Bigfoot 

Just happened to be passin' 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 bounderies 

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 shinin' 

An' the cold North winds are howlin' 'cross the snow 

Is it just the wind that you hear sighin' 

Or could it be the song of the Yukon Rose? 

Now Pierre was in the back room 

Dealin' cards when the music stoped 

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 must 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 shinin' 

And the cold north wind is howlin' across the snow 

Is it just the wind that you hear sighin' 

Or could it be the song of the Yukon Rose?