When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below I mushed from Point Barrow through a blizzard of snow Been out prospecting for two years or so Pulled into Fairbanks the city was a boom So I took a little stroll to the Red Dog Saloon (Yes he took a little stroll to the Red Dog Saloon) When I walked through the door the music was clear The prettiest voice I had heard in two years The song she kept singin' would make a man's blood run cold When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below (When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below) It was red headed Lil that was singin' so sweet I reached down and took the snowpacks off of my feet I reached for the gal who was singing the tune We did the Eskimo hop all around the saloon (We did the Eskimo hop all around the saloon) Where the caribou crawl and the grizzly bear hug We did our dance on a kodiak rug The song she kept singing would make a man's blood run cold When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below (When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below) I was as innocent as I could be I didn't know that Lil was Big Ed's wife to be He took out his knife and he gave it a throw When it's springtime in Alaska I'll be six feet below (When it's springtime in Alaska he's six feet below)

Standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona And I'm quite shure I'm in the wrong song Two girls sixty five got a piece tied up in the back seat "Honey, we're Recovering Christians" In the springtime of his voodoo He was going to show me spring And right there for a minute I knew you so well And right there for a minute I knew you so well Got an angry snatch, girls, you know what I mean When swiveling that hip doesn't do the trick Me pureed sanitarily Mister Sulu Warp speed, warp speed, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey In the springtime of his voodoo In the springtime of his voodoo Voice 1: Every road leads back to my door Every road I will follow Every road leads back to my door Got all crosses loaded Voice 2: And right there for a minute I knew you so well And right there for a minute I knew And I know she's not that foxy, boys I said I know she's not that foxy but You got to owe something sometimes You got to owe, boys, when you're your momma's sunshine You've got to give something sometimes When you're the sweetest cherry in the apple pie I need some voodoo on my prunes In the spring time of his voodoo In the spring time of his voodoo Yes, he, he was going to show me spring

Instructions from the manual Could not have been more plain The blues are still required, that's right The blues are still required again Past territorial piss-posts Past whispers in the closets Past screamin' from the rooftops We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes [Incomprehensible] Men here of the secret They pass in upholstered silence They only exist in crisis They only exist in silence Past territorial piss-posts Past whispers in the closets Past screamin' from the rooftops We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes We live to survive our paradoxes [Incomprehensible] runin' out [Incomprehensible] sixty seconds on the dial And that takes a while

(Arthur Leo Owens - Sanger D. Shafer) She'd be hurt if she knew I was drinking Cause one's too much and twelve just ain't enough She knows how it messes up my thinking How it makes me look for someone else to love. I get honky tonk amnesia And I forget where all my love belongs I get honky tonk amnesia And sometimes it lasts all night long. --- Instrumental --- She'll accept my story without question About the overtime I'm puttin' in If someone calls she'll tell them that I'm resting While I wonder what I've done and where I've been. I get honky tonk amnesia And I forget where all my love belongs I get honky tonk amnesia And sometimes it lasts all night long. And sometimes it lasts all night long...

I've finally found a place where I can take it All this loneliness you left behind. On a mountain that's no hill for a climber. Just one step up, sit back and pour the wine. CHORUS I climb up on barstool mountain. High above your world where there's no pain. And I'm the king of barstool mountain. Pretending I don't love you once again. At closing time I step down off the mountain. I'm strong enough to make it without you. I know that I'll be right back here tomorrow. Too weak to sober up and face the truth And... (Chorus)