Squaws Along the Yukon

Squaws Along the Yukon - Hank Thompson

Written by：Cam Smith

There's a salmon colored girl

Who sets my heart a whirl

Who lives along the

Yukon far away

Where the northern lights

They shine she rubs her nose to mine

She cuddles close and I can hear her say

Ooga ooga mooska which means that I love you

If you'll be my baby I'll ooga ooga mooska you

Then I take her hand in mine

And set her on my knee

The squaws along the

Yukon are good enough for me

She makes her underwear

From hides of grizzly bear

And bathes in ice cold water every day

Her skin I love to touch but

I just can't touch it much

Because her fur lined parka's in the way

Ooga ooga mooska

Which means that I love you

If you'll be my baby

I'll ooga ooga mooska you

Then I take her hand in mine

And set her on my knee

The squaws along the

Yukon are good enough for me

She has the air corps down

The sourdoughs hang around

Chechakos try to date her night and day

With a landing gear that's fine

And a fuselage divine

And a smile that

You can see a mile away

Ooga ooga mooska

Which means that I love you

If you'll be my baby

I'll ooga ooga mooska you

Then I take her hand in mine

And set her on my knee

The squaws along the

Yukon are good enough for me

Carry me back to old alaska

The squaws along the

Yukon are good enough for me