There’s a peaceful little town

on the banks of the river

where the wolf an’ caribou roan

That’s where she calls her home.

In summer there’s no nights

days are short in the winter time.

Under the northern lights

she dances her blues away.

CHORUS

She’s a Gwichin princess

Old Crow Yukon is her home

pretty as a butterfly,

the apple of her daddy’s eye.

She’s a Gwichin princess

in her beaded leather dress.

Pretty flowers in her hair

she’s mama’s little pride an’ joy.

She listens to the winds

the wild owl calls her name.

They’re wise an’ so strong

she’s a wolf an’ crow just the same.

She has grandma’s eyes

her grandpa smiles down on her

of the memories deep inside

will always forever remain.