This old train is speeding southbound and her whistle moans the blues And my heart’s as cold as the ice and snow that fills these walkin’ shoes That old smoke-stack keeps barkin’ back to me and it seems to say We’ll carry you on, oh, restless one
I had mushed my way on a husky sleigh, to the land of Midnight Sun And I kissed the squaw at the wigwam door, many times I faced a gun Brown Eskimo didn’t want me to go when I told her I must run And she gave me the name of the Restless One
Then I strolled into a tavern in that frozen land afar Where I met a beautiful Indian maid, she was known as the Morning Star Her eyes were bright like the Northern Lights and they chased the Arctic moon And I knew she was born for the restless one
As we danced I gently kissed her in the path of the morning sun Love was sweet and oh so blissful with a romance just begun The Restless One had gone and fell in love with a Yukon queen And she fell in love with the Restless One
Through the door came an angry redskin, on his head was a beaded band I was courtin’ the wife of an Indian chief, who ruled with an iron hand With a knife he run but I pulled my gun and I shot him to the floor Then the hunt began for the Restless One
Many days and nights they’ve trailed me out under the northern sky Where the wild birds song was mournful and the timber wolf did cry While they track me down I’m ‘Frisco bound I’ve made my final run It’s the end of the line for the Restless One…