Klondike,
Klondike,
Morning, noon and night;
Klondike,
Klondike,
Everywhere in sight.
People
all gone crazy,
Country gone insane;
Klondike,
Klondike,
Nuggets on the brain.
Klondike,
Klondike,
Weary uv the name;
Klondike,
Klondike,
Everywhere the same.
Papers
all are boomin’ it,
Gold fur me an’ you;
“All
abord fur Klondike!”
Gee! I’m goin’ too!
Aug
26, ‘97
Pub.
in
Boston
Courier,
Oct.
3, ‘97
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