Lynda Lemay - Le Plus Fort, C'Est Mon Pre lyrics

(Mike Phillips)

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety two

With George Pratt, his partner and brother Billy, too

They crossed the Yukon River and found the bonanza gold

Beneath that old white mountain, just a little southeast of Nome

Sam crossed the majestic mountains

To the valleys far below

He talked to his team of huskies

as he mushed on through the snow

With the northern lights runnin' wild

In the land of the midnight sun

Yes Sam McCord was a mighty man

In the year of nineteen-one

Where the river is windin'

Big nuggets they're findin'

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

Where the river is windin'

Big nuggets they're findin'

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

George turned to Sam with his gold in his hand

Said, "Sam, you're lookin' at a lonely, lonely man

I'd trade all the gold that's buried in this land

For one small band of gold to place on sweet Jenny's hand

'Cause a man needs a woman to love him all the time

You know Sam, a true love is so hard to find

I'd build for my Jenny a honeymoon home

Beneath that old white mountain

Just a little southeast of Nome."

Where the river is windin'

Big nuggets they're findin'

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush in on

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

Way up north

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

Way up north

Way up north

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on

North to Alaska

Go north, the rush is on