John Denver Follow

When I was a child and I lived in the city, I dreamed of Alaska
so far away.
And I dreamed I was flying over mountains and glaciers,
somehow I knew that I'd live there one day.
Well it took me some growing, and a fair bit of schooling,
and a little bit of trouble to get on the move.
And I felt like a loser but I turned out the winner, when I came
to Alaska the land that I love.
Here's to Alaska, here's to the people, here's to the wild and
here's to the free.
Here's to my life in a chosen country, here's to Alaska and
me.

I was born in a cabin on little Mulchatna, raised in hard times
but I had a good life.
From the first time I flew with my father a singing, I knew that
I'd wind up a bush pilot's wife.
We sleep near the sound of a slow running river and wake up most
mornings to a drizzling rain.
And we face every day like the first or the last one with
nothing to lose and Heaven to gain.
Here's to Alaska, here's to the people, here's to the wild and
here's to the free.
Here's to my life in a chosen country, here's to Alaska and me,
oh, here's to Alaska and me.