I mushed from point barrow through blizzard of snow.
Been out prospectin' for two years or so.
Pulled into fairbanks, the city was a-boom.
So I took a little stroll to the red dog sea-loon.
As I walked in the door,the music was clear.
The purtiest voice I had heard in two years.
The song she was singin' made a man's blood run cold.
When it's springtime in Alaska, it's forty below.
(when it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below.)
It was redhead lil who was singin' so sweet.
I reached down and took the snow packs off my feet.
I reached for the gal who was singin' the tune.
We did the eskeemo hop all around the sea-loon.
With a caribou crawl and a grizzly bear hug.
We did our dance on a kodiak rug.
The song she kept singin' made a man's blood run cold.
When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below.
I was as innocent as I could be.
I didn't know lil was big ed's wife-to-be.
He took out his knife and he gave it a throw.
When it's springtime in Alaska I'll be six feet below.
(when it's springtime in Alaska he'll be six feet below.)