Last night I dreamed of Smugglers Cove
The seabirds all were wheeling
out on the riptide past Discovery Isle
where killer whales come stealing
where killer whales come stealing
Father took me by the hand
down through thr rocks and driftwood
and pirate gold from Five+ Dime
He caused me to discover
all in a morning's wonder
Tonight I will fly to the top of the world
Ancient winds will guide me
down the old dim trails to the buffalo range
the little wolves beside me
the little wolves beside me
There I see the pony herds
and the rires of the whiskey traders
and the golden dust hangs in the air
with the screams of the Blackwood raiders
with thr screams of the Blackfood raiders
Last night I dreamed of Smugglers Cove
The seabirds all were wheeling
out on the riptide past Discovery Isle
where the killer whales come stealing
where the killer whales come stealing