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The Real McKenzies Lyrics The Cremation Of Sam McGee Oh those old Northern Lights Have seen the queerest sights But the queerest sight that they ever did see It was on the moonlit marge Of that Old Lake Lebarge On the night that I cremated Sam McGee My friend Sam McGee Was from old Tennessee In the land where the cotton blooms and blows But why Sam. Johnny Cash - The Cremation Of Sam McGee.
Was that night on the marge of lake lebarge i cremated sam mcgee.
The cremation of sam mcgee lyrics. I cremated Sam McGee. Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows. Why he left his home in the South to roam round the Pole God only knows.
He was always cold but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell. Johnny Cash The Cremation of Sam McGee Lyrics Genius Lyrics The Cremation of Sam McGee Lyrics There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold. The Cremation Of Sam McGee lyrics.
The Real McKenzies Lyrics The Cremation Of Sam McGee Oh those old Northern Lights Have seen the queerest sights But the queerest sight that they ever did see It was on the moonlit marge Of that Old Lake Lebarge On the night that I cremated Sam McGee My friend Sam McGee Was from old Tennessee In the land where the cotton blooms and blows But why Sam. The Cremation of Sam McGee The Cremation of Sam McGee Robert W. Service There are strange things done neath the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold.
The arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of. The Cremation of Sam McGee.
The Cremation of Sam McGee Robert W. Service There are strange things done neath the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold. The arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold.
The northern lights have seen queer sights but the queerest they ever did see was that night on the marge. The Cremation of Sam McGee Lyrics. Oh those old Northern Lights Have seen the queerest sights But the queerest sight that they ever did see It was on the moonlit marge Of that Old Lake.
I cremated Sam McGee. Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows. Why he left his home in the South to roam round the Pole God only knows.
He was always cold but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell. Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge that I cremated Sam McGee. Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam round the Pole God only knows. Johnny Cash - The Cremation Of Sam McGee. Johnny Cash John R.
The Cremation Of Sam McGee. The Cremation Of Sam McGee There are strange things done in the midnight sun. By the men that toil for gold.
The Arctic trails have their secret tales. That would make your blood run cold. Was that night on the marge of lake lebarge i cremated sam mcgee.
Now sam mcgee was from tennessee where the cotton blooms and blows. He sees the smoke from the pipe of Sam McGee We had wondered way up there above the klondike Where we found the mighty mountain made of gold There old Sam he got sick and made me promise. Was that night on the marge of lake lebarge i cremated sam mcgee.
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The arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights but the queerest they ever did see was that night on the marge of. From Songs of a Sourdough about men who prospect for gold in the frozen north.