Sean Hills - What's Left of Sam McGee, Pt. 4 lyrics

I do not know how long in the
Snow I wrestled with grisly fear
But the stars came out and they danced about
Ere again I ventured near
I was sick with dread, but, I bravely said
 I'll just take a peep inside
I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked
Then the door I opened wide

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm
In the heart of the furnace roar
And he wore a smile you could see a mile
Please close that door it's fine in here
But, I greatly fear you'll let
In the cold and storm
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee
It's the first time I've been warm

There are strange things done
In the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold
The Northern Lights have seen strange sights
But the strangest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee