There's a place on the Yukon river, called the Saloon. Where the miners go, to their gold, An' listen to the sad, tune. their eyes' upon the beauty of the lovely Yukon Rose, They can look but they better not touch her, she to Pierre LeBoux. say he found down in Seattle, won her at a young and tender age. Now she up here, while the men drink beer, Like a bird in a cage. Well, one time a man from challenged Pierre for her Rose's hand, Now he below the the bitter snow in this wild and savage land. Some nights when the Lights are shinin' And the cold wind is howlin' across the snow. Is it just the wind that you hear sighin'...or it be the sound of the Rose. Then one night a just happened to be passin' by. And in the dark his heart his lonely heart, Was by Rose's lulaby. So he walked into the bar room and one turned to stare, But he looked to them just like a man, in a coat of grizzly hair. Bigfoot saw the Yukon Rose and their eyes meet the gloom. An' she was hypnotized by his eyes, and was drawn across the room. Now they say love has no bounderies, an' I reckon that it's right, 'Cause beauty and the beast, fell in love that night. nights when the Northern Lights are shinin', An' the North winds are howlin' 'cross the snow, Is it the wind that you hear sighin'... Or could it be the song of the Rose... Now Pierre was in the back room, dealin' when the music stoped. He laid his hand down and looked around, and said nobody touch pot. He walked out to the bar room and the began, An' his blood ran when he saw the Rose, in the arms of the tall man. Pierre up and he grabbed her, an' shoved her t'wards the stage, And the gentle in the strangers eyes, turned wild and red with rage. An' then with just one mighty blow, Pierre lay on the floor. The tall strange man, took the ladies hand, an' walked out the door. No one dared to follow, and he took her no one knows, But we all back, when we saw the tracks. Of bigfoot in the snow. Some say she probably died winter, she must have I s'pose. But just last night under the Lights, I heard the of the Yukon Rose. Some nights when the Lights are shinin', And the cold north wind is across the snow, Is it just the that you hear sighin'... Or it be the song of the Yukon Rose?