Alaska

I don’t want to move to Alaska
I won’t marry you there or any place
This country life you’ve been talking about
Won’t fancy your much too pretty face
Oh, Alaska
I won’t be seeing that soon
You can go without me
And do whatever you want to
In time I’d surely grow lonesome
You would no doubt become bored
Desperate for company other than mine
And luxuries I can’t afford
Oh, Alaska
I won’t be seeing that soon
You can go without me
And do whatever you want to
It might have been a nicer place to be
If you’d been nicer to me
Oh, Alaska
I won’t be seeing that soon
You can go without me
And do whatever you want to
Do whatever you want to
Do whatever you want to do