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I was born, in Saginaw Michigan, I grew up in a house on Saginaw Bay,
My dad was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman,
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Too many times he came home with too little pay.
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I love a girl, in Saginaw Michigan, the daughter of a wealthly wealthly
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman,
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Not good enough to claim his daughters hand.
Now I'm up here in Alaska, looking around for gold,
Like a crazy fool I'm digging in this frozen ground so cold,
But with each new day I pray I'll strike it rich and then,
I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw, Michigan.
I wrote my love, in Saginaw, Michigan,
I said "Honey I'm coming home please wait for
You can tell your dad I'm coming back a richer man,
I hit the biggest strike in Klondike history".
Her dad met me in Saginaw, Michegan,
He gave me a great big party with champagne,
Then he said, "Son, you're a wise young ambitious man,
Will you sell you're father in law your Klondike claim"?
Now he's up there in Alaska, digging in the cold cold ground,
the greedy fool is lookin' for the gold I never found,
It serves him right and no one here is missing him,
Least of all the newly weds of Saginaw, Michigan.