I was born, in Saginaw Michigan, I grew up in a house on Saginaw Bay,
My dad was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman,
Too many times he came home with too little pay.
I love a girl, in Saginaw Michigan, the daughter of a wealthly wealthly
man,
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman,
Not good enough to claim his daughters hand.
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Now I'm up here in Alaska, looking around for gold,
Like a crazy fool I'm digging in this frozen ground so cold,
But with each new day I pray I'll strike it rich and then,
I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw, Michigan.
I wrote my love, in Saginaw, Michigan,