Once in awhile-now and again-this is us

Way up north (north to Alaska), way up north (north to Alaska)

North to Alaska, go north, the rush is on

Big Jerry left Long Beach in the year of 0-fourteen

With his faithful  huskies and his trusty coach too

They crossed the Yukon River and found the bonanza gold

Below that old White Mountain just a little southeast of Nome

Jerry 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 a-running wild in the land of the mid-night sun

Yes,  Jerry  was a mighty man in the year of 0-fourteen

Where the river is winding, big nuggets they’re finding

Way up north (north to Alaska), way up north (north to Alaska)

North to Alaska, go north the rush is on

Jerry turned to his huskies with his gold in his hand

Said Jerry, “you’re looking 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 my sweet Jilly’s hand

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

Remember, a true love is so hard to find

I’d build for my Jilly, a honey-moon home

Below that old White Mountain, just a little south-east of Nome

Way up north (north to Alaska), way up north (north to Alaska)

North to Alaska, go north the rush is on

 

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we hit a little snag in the coach. jerry turned on the refrigerator last night to get it cold. this morning it still wasn’t cold. bummer.

a trip to the shop revealed we need a new one. imagine that.  this one is only 22 years old and has always kept things colder than the one in the house.

so they are putting in a new one as we speak and it should be ready by tonight. so plans are to leave in the morning. actually it was kind of nice to get another day to pack. the bill is not going to be so nice though.

stay tuned.