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Remember the year of the Big Stampede and the trail of Ninety eight, When the eyes of the world were turned to the North, and the hearts of men elate; Hearts of the old dare devil breed thrilled at the wondrous strike, And to every man who could hold a pan came the message, "Up and hike". Well, I was there with the best of them, and I knew I would not fail. REMEMBER THE YEAR OF THE BIG STAMPEDE AND THE TRAIL OF NINETY EIGHT WHEN THE EYES OF THE WORLD WERE TURNED TO THE NORTH AND THE HEARTS OF MEN ELATE HEARTS OF THE OLD DARE DEVIL BREED THRILLED OUT OF WONDROUS STRIKE AND TO EVERY MAN WHO COULD HOLD A PAN CAME THE MESSAGE UP AND HIKE WHILE I WAS THERE WITH THE BEST OF THEM AND I KNEW I WOULD NOT FAIL
ll ring round the earth. The Ballad of the Northern Lights One of the Down and Out--that's me. Stare at me well, ay, stare! Stare and shrink--say! you wouldn't think that I was a millionaire. Look at my face, it's crimped and gouged--one of them death-mask things; Don't seem the sort of man, do I, as might be the pal of kings? Slouching along in smelly rags, a bleary-eyed, no-good bum; A knight of the hollow needle, pard, spewed from the sodden slum. Look me all over from head to foot; how much would you think I was worth? A dollar? a dime? a nickel? Why, I'M THE WEALTHIEST MAN ON EARTH. No, don't you think that I'm off my base. You'll sing a different tune If only you'll let me spin my yarn. Come over to this saloon; Wet my throat--it's as dry as chalk, and seeing as how it's you, I'll tell the tale of a Northern trail, and so help me God, it's true. I'll tell of the howling wilderness and the haggard Arctic heights, Of a reckless vow that I made, and how I STAKED THE NORTHERN LIGHTS.  THE BALLAD OF THE NORTHERN LIGHTS BY ROBERT SERVICE READFORD LIBERVOCK STODORK BY HAIDEY PRICE ONE OF THE DOWN AND OUT THAT'S ME STARE AT ME WELL A STARE STARE AND SHRINK SAY WOULDN'T YOU THINK THAT I WAS A MILLIONAIRE LOOK AT MY FACE IT'S CRIMPED AND GOUGED ONE OF THEM DEATH MASK THINGS DON'T SEEM THE SORT OF MAN DO I AS MIGHT BE THE PAL OF KINGS SLOUCHING ALONG IN SMELLY RAGS A BLEARY EYED NO GOOD BUM A KNIGHT OF THE HOLLOW NEEDLE PARD SPEWED FROM THE SODDEN SLUM LOOK AT ME ALL OVER FROM HEAD TO FOOT HOW MUCH WOULD YOU THINK I WAS WORTH A DOLLAR A DIME A NICKEL WHY I'M THE WEALTHIEST MAN ON EARTH NO DON'T YOU THINK THAT I'M OFF MY BASE YOU'LL SING A DIFFERENT TUNE IF ONLY YOU'LL LET ME SPIN MY YARN COME OVER TO THIS SALOON WET MY THROAT IT'S DRY AS CHALK AND SEEING AS HOW IT'S YOU I'LL TELL THE TALE OF A NORTHERN TRAIL AND SO HELP ME GOD IT'S TRUE I'LL TELL OF THE HOWLING WILDERNESS AND THE HAGGARD ARCTIC HEIGHTS OF A RECKLESS VOW THAT I MADE AND HOW I STAKED THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
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