ESKIMO PIE   (George Jones)   « © '57 Glad Music »      You can talk about your Frauleins and your pretty Geisha girls   And about the one you got in the USA   But I found myself a sweetheart in Alaska way up high   She's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie   She's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie   She lives south of the North pole and I know the reason why   She's my Eskimo baby and I'll love her till I die   She's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie   Crossing o'er the frozen river to a valley filled with snow   I lost all my directions and I knew not where to go   When a warm hand fell upon me and a voice said with a sigh   I would take you to my igloo Mister I won't let you die   Well she's my Eskimo baby...   And there came the day of parting and we had to say goodbye   As I crossed back o'er the river I could think I hear her cry   I know that someday I'll return I must before I die   Cause she's my Eskimo baby she's my Eskimo pie   Well she's my Eskimo baby...