There's gold, and it's haunting and haunting it's luring me on as of old! Yet it isn't the gold that I'm wanting so much as just finding the gold
It's the great, big, broad land way up yonder! The great, broad land way up yonder! Haunting him as of old Yet, it ain't the gold itself so much as finding the gold... Farewell, White Agony Creek, Farewell, the three long years. Can't leave behind what's in this sled.
Things we lost The things we couldn't share, Another rainbows end Another memory.
Fortuna, Favet fortibus, Hold on to all that's dear to you As the last sled to Dawson finally arrives
Is the forest where silence has lease It's the beauty that feels me with wonder Is the stillness that fiils me with peace
The stillness that fills him with peace The beauty of the wild Rainbows ends with golden dreams Starlit sky and coffee & beans
Farewell, White Agony Creek, Farewell, the three spring thaws, One day I will return to you.
Things we lost The things we couldn't share, Another rainbows end Another memory.
Fortuna, Favet fortibus, Hold on to all that's dear to you As the last sled to Dawson finally arrives.