Klondike Blues

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: David Nelson

Played by the David Nelson Band, with lyrics by Robert Hunter. The order/repetition of the verses/choruses seems to vary from performance to performance. Thanks to Jordan Hegedus for his help with the lyrics.

Tried to make a phone call, someone put a kink in the line
Tried to make a phone call, someone put a kink in the line
All my words froze solid, I'll thaw them out for use some other time

Klondike Alasaka, you can stand a fork in the wine
Klondike Blues, ninety nine degrees in the shade
Klondike Blues, ninety nine degrees in the shade
Ninety nine below zero, make it even hundred and fade

Klondike Alasaka, you can stand a fork in the wine
Klondike Alasaka, you can stand a fork in the wine
You can hack it with an axe blade, hold it up outside to drive you blind

Klondike Blues, ninety nine degrees in the cool
Klondike Blues, ninety nine degrees in the cool
Ninety nine below zero, cold enough to freeze the nuts off a mule

I said I love you baby, more than I love Klondike gold
Said I love you baby, more than shiny Klondike gold
I'd take you up there with me, I don't believe that you could take the cold

Klondike Blues, ninety nine degrees in the shade
Klondike Blues, ninety nine degrees in the shade
Ninety nine below zero, make it even hundred and fade

Tried to make a phone call, someone put a kink in the line
Tried to make a phone call, someone put a kink in the line
All my words froze solid, I'll thaw them out for use some other time

Klondike Alasaka, you can stand a fork in the wine
Klondike Alasaka, you can stand a fork in the wine
You can hack it with an axe blade, cold enough outside to drive you blind