Key: C major
Verse 1
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There in that far north country
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Lived a trapper thought insane
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Some of his redskin neighbors
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To the po lice sent a complaint
Two redcoats of the Mounties
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Who are known for their fame
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When North to find the trouble
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On this trapper was put to blame
They journeyed out to his cabin
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No harm was meant, you know
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But the trapper with his six -gun
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He laid a mounty low
T 'was then that the trouble started
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And as the story goes forth
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It was the greatest manhunt
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in the history of the North
For weeks and weeks they trailed him
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through the snow and the bitter cold
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And the hardships that he endured
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we folks will never know
Once when they had him surrounded,
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while trailing him through the snow,
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He laid another deadly shot,
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laid an other mighty low.
Still on and on they trailed him,
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this trapper he knew his game.
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He'd backtrack on his trailers,
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this man they thought insane.
Now the chances of his escape,
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For the trapper they were too slim.
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This man hunt they must win.
Then just in the evening twilight,
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He was climbing up a hill.
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This trapper sighted his trailer,
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Aimed an other shot to kill.
Down deep in the snow for shelter
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The bullets were flying low
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He aimed another deadly shot
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Laid an other mounty low
The rest of them heard the shooting
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They quickly joined the lead
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And under a hail of bullets
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His riddled body dropped dead
Now the greatest of the
Manhunts are endin'
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In the history of that northern land.
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But we'll give credit to the Mountie,
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They al ways get their man.
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