Only a Lonely Miner

I'm only a lonely miner,
A million miles from home.
I've left my home and family
For a few lousy nuggets of gold.

But what will I do when I find it?
I've no use for the yellowish muck.
I think I'll go down into town
And show the folks my luck.

And then will I write a letter
To all of my family and friends.
To tell them of my adventures
And for them how my heart now rends.

I'll tell them about my hardships -
Of the wolves that howl at the moon.
But most of all I'll tell them ‘bout
The Malamute Saloon.

(Reprise)

Then when you depart our presence,
And travel home to bed,
We hope that rather than scoff us,
You'll sing our praises instead.
And the next time you hear of the Yukon,
Beneath a yellowish moon.
We hope you remember this evening in
The Malamute Saloon.
Oh, the Malamute Saloon
Yes, the Malamute Saloon