Tonart: C major
Verse 1
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There are strange things
done in the midnight sun
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C
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have
their secret tales
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That would make your blood
run cold;
Gm
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The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
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Fm
But the queerest they e'er did see
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F
Was that night on the marge
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C
I cremated Sam McGee.
Verse 2
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Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee,
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C
where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South
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to roam 'round the Pole,
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But the land of gold seemed to hold
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G
That "he'd sooner live
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in hell."
Verse 3
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As we lay packed in tight in our robes
And the dogs were fed,
And the stars o'erhead
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were dancing heel and toe,
Gm
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He turned to me,
and "Cap," says he,
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"I'll cash in this trip,
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C
Well I ask that you won't refuse
Gm
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my last request."
Verse 4
that I couldn't say no
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Then he says with a sort of
moan:
"It's the cursèd cold,
and it's got right hold
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Till I'm chilled clean through
Gm
to the bone.
dead—it's my awful dread
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Fm
Of the icy grave that pains;
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F
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair,
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Gm
C
You'll cremate my last remains."
Verse 5
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A pal's last need is a thing to heed,
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C
So I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn
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But God! he looked ghastly pale.
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C
He crouched on the sleigh,
And he raved all day of
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Fm
his home in Tennessee;
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F
And before nightfall a corpse was all
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G
C
That was left of Sam McGee.
Verse 6
Some planks I tore from the cabin floor,
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C
And I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around,
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Gm
C
And I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared,
and the furnace roared-
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Fm
Such a blaze you seldom see;
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F
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal,
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Gm
C
and I stuffed in Sam McGee.
Verse 7
(I) do not know
(How) long in the snow
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C
(I) wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out
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And they danced about ere again
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G
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I ventured near;
I was sick with dread,
but I bravely said:
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"I'll just take a peep inside.
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C
and it's time I looked";
... then the door I opened wide.
Verse 8
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And there sat Sam, looking
cool and calm,
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C
In the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile,
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Gm
And he said: "Please close that door.
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It's fine in here, but I greatly fear
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C
You'll let in the cold and storm—
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Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee,
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G
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It's the first time I've been warm."
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee,
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It's the first time I've been warm.
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