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 fucked 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