Sam Maggee - Johnny Horton

Sam Maggee LRC歌词

作曲 : Johnny Horton There's a valley by the old North Pole Where old Sam McGee died in search of gold Where ever I wonder in memories I see the smoke from the pipe of Sam McGee (He sees the smoke from the pipe of Sam McGee) We had wondered way up there above the klondike Where we found the mighty mountain made of gold There old Sam he got sick and made me promise That if he died I wouldn’t leave him in that cold (That if he died he wouldn't leave him in the cold) The next morning he was cold and stiff and lifeless So I dragged him forty days upon my sled Till I found a pine of driftwood in the valley It was there I got the notion in my head (It was there he got the notion in his head) I took out my matches and I builded a fire And I laid old Sam upon the funeral pyre He sat up a grinnin' with his pipe in his mouth He sang "Ho, ho, this is mighty like the South" (He sang "Ho, ho, this is mighty like the South") The flames around him had a heavenly glow And the Northern Lights was just one big rainbow He sat there a grinnin’ with his pipe in his mouth He sang "Ho, ho, this is mighty like the South" (He sang "Ho, ho, this is mighty like the South")