When the call of the Yukon is calling me home.
You're bound to find me on the road.
When I'm sick of the sidewalk for getting around
You'll find me back on the uneven ground
When all of the people make me cold and alone
You’ll find me back in my warm winter home.
My Yukon gold, my Yukon home
I'm coming back to you.
When the bright lights blind me the midnight sun finds me
And guides me home to the Yukon.
When the wind takes pity on the still frozen air
It sweeps me away and I'm already there.
When fools mine for gold and greed fills the gutter
I'll be mining for truth in the Yukon.
My Yukon gold, my Yukon home
I'm coming back to you.
But I must go and roam out there on my own
So I know I wanna come home.
When the dark nights of winter just aren't long enough
I long for sundogs howling at the moon.
When rivers of money flow by undesired
I'll wind my way down the river Yukon.
When the cold concrete high-rises get me down.
I'll rise up with the mountains around.
My Yukon gold, my Yukon home
I'm coming back to you.
Kieran Kane & Rayna Gellert offer up a stunning minimalist country record, conjuring huge emotions with little more than vocals & guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2022