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.