I've been to the graveyard of giants
That once travelled this wild Yukon land
I've been to the graveyard of giants
Of paddle-wheeled monarchs so grand
I've been to the graveyard of giants
On the shores of the far 'Yukon' stream
I've been to the graveyard of giants
With all those crushed ghosts and lost dreams
I've been to the graveyard of giants
And I gazed on past splendours in awe
And there in the graveyard of giants
I could hardly believe what I saw
Yes, there in the graveyard of giants
I stood with a lump in my throat
I could hardly believe what I saw there
Had once been a proud riverboat.
Written at Pelly Crossing, Yukon Territory, June 20, 2000
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