Train pulled in for water and some Nicoll Brothers trout
Hauled up past the ice house while the nets were drying out
Gid and Eileen Nicoll had the biggest house around
On the rocky north shore of Superior, in this lonely fishin' town
Well Gideon played the fiddle, Eileen she played guitar
For miners, teacher, loggers, preacher, and the Mountie from afar
And Ol' one-armed Bert, and the CPR clerk, and the painters from down south
They waltzed while the scent of Eileen's flowers drifted 'round the house
Lake was cold, life was hard
But they danced the dark away
Saturdays at the Nicoll place
In a town on Coldwell Bay
Lake was cold, life was hard
But they danced the dark away
Saturdays at the Nicoll place
In a town on Coldwell Bay
The lamprey came, stole all the fish, shut the business down
Gid and Eileen, they met their fate on the tracks at the edge of town
Government men, they razed it all, gone without a trace
But every spring Eileen's flowers bloom all 'round the old Nicoll place
Lake was cold, life was hard
But they danced the dark away
Saturdays at the Nicoll place
In a town on Coldwell Bay
Lake was cold, life was hard
But they danced the dark away
Saturdays at the Nicoll place
In a town on Coldwell Bay