Oh, I’ve been looking for a sweetie far and wide.
I’ve met a lot of mamas hot on ev’ry side
But an ice-cold mama stole my heart away,
Ice-cold mama from the Northern Bay.
They tell me that the brown-skinned gals away down South
Will make you lose your dignity,
But it took a pretty baby from way up North
To make a happy fool of me!
I’m going back to my baby Eskimo.
I’m breakin’ track to the land of ice and snow.

Eskimo babies ain’t hard to handle,
You just get ‘em chewin’ on a tallow candle,
Sittin’ in an igloo makin’ goo-goo eyes!
When they get cold, that’s the time to grab a-hold.
They’re very bold, so I’ve been told!
Eskimos don’t think lovin’s harmful,
An Eskimo baby is a darn big armful;
You get her and fur, yes sir, up at the Pole!