I left a little town
A little south of Hudson Bay
I couldn't find a thing
To make a rounder want to stay
I fought the wind across
The baren waste in the crystal doom
Going for to marry
The girl in Saskatoon
I'm glad I realized
That no one could take her place
My heart was beating for her
Like the winter beat my face
But knowing that I'd see her
Made my spirit bright as June
I'm freezing but I'm burning
For the girl in Saskatoon
South and West and following
The cold December sun
I bedded down in the Carragana
When my daily trek was done
Then up and pressing onward
By the light of the morning moon
A prodigal returning
To the girl in Saskatoon
Then I found the trail
That had packed beneath the snow
I made the final miles
Where the prairie lillies grow
The steeple on a church
Glistened by the prairie moon
I'm freezing but I'm burning
For the girl in Saskatoon
My journey was forgotten
When I held her in my arms
My wonderlust was stiffled
By possesion of her charms
And even neath the steeple
Where we couldn't wait till June
I found eternal spring
With the girl in Saskatoon