He was born in the middle of a raging storm They held him by the fire just to keep him warm The Cheakamus wind was driving through the snow So his daddy said we'll call this boy "Cheakamus Joe" He grew up in the forest with no shoes on his feet The meanest little kid that you'd ever meet The only friend he had was a black-eyed crow But everybody knew about Cheakamus Joe He wrestled to the ground a grizzly bear Chewed of its head and shaved off its hair He took the skin to town and he put it on show And the legend was started 'bout Cheakamus Joe Every so often he'd come into town Raise a lot of hell and then he'd be gone People always asked me "Hey where does he go" I said "You better not mess with Cheakamus Joe" One day a man went missing named Cheekye Jim They found his body torn apart from limb to limb They dragged me into court and said "Hey what do you know?" I said "I think somebody f**ed with Cheakamus Joe" The mounties hunted Joe for nearly a year But he slipped away every time that they drew near They caught him in a canyon where the wind don't blow And that's where they hung poor Cheakamus Joe So when you hear it, and you don't know You hear the wind but the wind don't blow And when the wind blows and it moves your soul You're listening to the voice of Cheakamus Joe