When It's Springtime in Alaska (It's Forty Below)

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 its 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 now 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.)