The Cold North Wind

Back in the winter of '63

I left my woman down in Port Louis

Took clipper ship to

To the land of the midnight sun

I had a partner a little older than me

He knew the ways of the company

He said "Let's take that trip"

You should have seen me run

I've got an angel in my pocket tonight

Twenty-five miles of river to fight

I'm alone in the valley singin' songs with my old friend

The Cold North Wind

I met the man with the blue eyed stare

He was workin' down the Delta somewhere

Fought the Indians there, and he fought the land

Now my old Pierre was no one's fool

He knew the ropes and broke the rules

And when he died he knew this river

Like the backs of his hands

I've got an angel in my pocket tonight

Twenty-five miles of river to fight

I'm alone in the valley singin' songs with my old friend

The Cold North Wind

When a man says "Stop off here"

He can't take it anymore

You can work until you drop off here

Tell me what are we working for

And it gets so cold with the north eas wind

Well it gets colder in my heart

I'd give my soul to see my son again

Tell me why are we living apart, hey

I've got an angel in my pocket tonight