Back in the winter of '63 I left my woman down in Port Louis To a clipper ship to The land of the midnight sun I had a partner, a little older than me Kew the ins and outs of the company When the captain says "Let's make that trip" You should have seen us run
I got an angel in my pocket tonight I got twenty-five miles of river to fight Alone on the river singin' songs with my old friend The cold North wind My partner went by the name of Robespierre He came from down in the delta somewhere He fought the Indians there, he fought the land Old Pierre was no one's fool He knew the ropes and the beaver's pool And when he died he knew that river Like the back of his hands
I got an angel in my pocket tonight...
And when a man says "Stop" I can't take it anymore He can work until he drops Tell me what's he working for It gets cold here in the territories Colder in my heart I miss my wife, I miss my son Why do we live apart...