Dear Rosemary - Great Glacier lyrics

Saw the sledge With forward end down Noble little socks Had found a resting place at last Not a sight A sound to be heard A sun burns the eyes, the skin This sun burns your eyes, your skin Bid goodbye to sweetheart Big goodbye to friend A perilous position And with a drop of pemmican And taste of sloe gin The moon frowns on you, wave toward grey The moon frowns on you, wave toward grey Wave forever I pray the rope will break So I might have a nice long rest