I left my heart in Dawson City
It's riverboat Queens
And dance hall girls so pretty
With people strong
And river long
Its winter determines who belongs
Pride of place
Earned through effort hard
They still harvest gold by the cubic yard
And though too soon I had to go
It's your warmth and charm I'll remember
When it's all of 40 below
With Caveman Jim
And unpaved street
From around the world
People come to meet
And get a glimpse of ages past
The best preserved,
May it always last
Of midnight dome and midnight sun
Where bear, Caribou, and salmon run
Of sourdough and sour toe
I left my heart in Dawson town
When time came I had to go
Just want to make sure that's all you left.........:-)
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