AUTOBIOGRAPHY
I DON’T LIKE TO WRITE ABOUT MYSELF
‘CAUSE SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE AN ELF.
I WAS BORN UP IN OLD CROW
WHERE THE PORCUPINE RIVER FLOW.
I WAS RAISED BY MY DIDOO
AN’ I’M NOT EXACTLY NEW.
EVER SINCE I WAS LITTLE
I LEARNED TO PLAY MY FIDDLE.
I CAN PLAY LOTS OF TUNES
AND I ALSO DRAW CARTOONS.
I LIKE TO WRITE POETRY
AN’ THEY WROTE A SONG ABOUT ME.
I WENT TO RESIDENTIAL SCHOOL
BUT GOD MADE MY LIFE COOL.
I LIKE TO RUN ON MY SNOWSHOES
‘CAUSE THAT’S HOW I CRUISE.
A 100 MILE WORLD RECORD I SET
I DON’T KNOW IF IT’S BROKEN YET.
AT THE OLD CROW AIRPORT I WORK
AND I TALK TO THE PILOT OF A HERC.
IN CANADIAN RANGERS I SALUTE
AN’ THEY GAVE ME A GUN TO SHOOT.
I CARRIED THE OLYMPIC TORCH
MY MOM CARRIED IT TO THE SCHOOL PORCH.
I LIKE IN MY CABIN MADE OF LOGS
AND I ALWAYS HAVE HUSKY DOGS.