Someday, mother, I'll go North

I'll get me a pair

Of snowshoes

And skis

And that's the last

You'll see of me

I'll tell you what I'll do

When I get there

('Course I'll get there)

Do you think I'll run

Under that chilly

Midnight Sun?

Or maybe I'll just

Dig a tunnel

To Timbuktu

Or build an icy igloo

Maybe I'll find me

An Eskimo baby

Or a sled dog team

Perhaps I'll explore

And discover

A Northwest Pole

And be a Santa Claus