Look at the snowfall outside my window
Onto pine trees and empty willows
Covering all of the fences making them part of the snow
I always stare when there's moose in the meadow
I like ice-fishing where it's shallow:
Watch every nibble and bite and watch them swim by too

CHORUS:
Oh the Cariboo is only part of the pleasure
People still can find a golden treasure
The "western spirit" here is known, the Cariboo is my home

And when Chinook winds start blowing
Then the lakes and the meadows flowing
Early geese on the ice don't seem to mind waiting
Summer evenings the loons will cry
Them and the woodsmoke bring tears to the eye
Haunting echoes of life for an answer inside of you (CHORUS)

The snow has stopped outside my window:
Now dark pine trees and fading willows
The window light on the snow - glittering ice crystals
The "Call of Life" are the kids in the doorway
A hidden snowball and a crash in the hallway
The Cariboo in our house - sometimes swept out too (CHORUS)