Song of the Pack Lyrics

I'll tell you the tale of Alaska in springtime

I'll tell you the tale I remember it true

For this is a story for old John Thornton

He was the best

The best man I knew

He raised me from death

He raised me from misery

Took hold of my head

Then he showed me the way

The first time in my life I could see the wild

I knew I belonged

I would be someday

Sing with me the song of the young world

Sing with me the song of the pack

Sing with me the song of the savage

Sing with me

Howl with the pack

I'll tell you the tale of a still golden hideaway

Where nobody goes at least so it seemed

Where riches abundant they lay out in the open

For all to admire for all those who dream

I'll tell you the tale of my wild brother

Who beckons to me to run where I may

I never shall leave my own my brother

Though John Thornton died

He runs with me today

Sing with me the song of the young world

Sing with me the song of the pack

Sing with me the song of the savage

Sing with me

Howl with the pack