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AI left a little town, a little soEuth of HudsAon Bay
I couldn't find a thing, to make a roB7under want to stEay
I foAught the wind across the barren waste in the crystal dAunes
Going for to marry the giErl from SaskatAoon
I'm glad, I realized that no oEne could take her pAlace
My heart was beating for her like the wB7inter beat my faEce
But knoAwing that I'd see her made my spDirit bright as JAune
I'm freezing but I'm burning for the gEirl in SaskatAoon
South and West and following the coEld December sAun
I bedded down in the Carragana when my dB7aily trek was doEne
Then Aup and pressing onward by the lDight of the morning mAoon
A prodigal returning to the gEirl in SaskatAoon
Then I found the trail that had pEacked beneath the snAow
I made the final miles where the pB7rairie lilies gErow
The steAeple on a church glistened bDy the prairie mAoon
I'm freezing but I'm burning for the gEirl in SaskatAoon
But my journey was forgotten when I hEeld her in my arAms
My wanderlust was stifled by possB7ession of her chaErms
And kAneeling neath the steeple where we cDouldn't wait till JAune
I found eternal spring with the gEirl in SaskaAtoon
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