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.