Walk on, little Charlie
Walk on through the snow
Moving down the railway line
Trying to make it home
And he's made it forty miles
Six hundred left to go
It's a long old lonesome journey
Shuffling through the snow
Lonely as a single star
In the skies above
His father in a mining camp,
His mother in the ground
And he's looking for his dad
And he's looking up for love
Just a lost little boy by the railroad track
Moving homeward bound
He's a-gettin' mighty hungry
It's been a time since last he's ate
And as the night grows colder
He wonders of his fate
For his legs are wracked with pain
As he staggers through the night
As he sees through his troubled eyes
His hands are turning white
Is that the great wendigo
Come to look upon my face?
And are the stars exploding
Down the misty aisle of space?
Who's that coming down the track
Walking up to me?
Her arms outstretched and waiting,
Waiting just for me
Little Charlie Wenjack, shuffling through the snow
Moving down the railway line
Trying to make it home
And he's made it forty miles
Six hundred left to go
It's a long old lonesome journey
Shuffling through the snow
It's a long old lonesome journey
Shuffling through the snow