Sunday, and it's rainin' in Alaska
Seven days, I haven't seen the sun
Flyin bush, flyin low along the shoreline
Doin' everything I can to make it home

I can't wait to see the Wrangel Mountains
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't wait to get back home to you

Three years from the war I've settled down now
I did my time and served my country well
In the freedom I defended I fly beneath the North Star
And I just don't know a better way to feel

I can't wait to see the Wrangel Mountains
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't wait to get back home to you

Its a quiet life out here among the mountains
In a cabin that was built with these two hands
McCarthy lies asleep beside the Glacier
It's colder now, winter's in the air
If you think they're wild it's just because they can't be broken
Its a strong and gentle people living there

I can't wait to see the Wrangel Mountains
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't wait to get back home to you

Words and music by John Denver

Alaska Mike writes many wonderful songs about Alaska, and so does Robin Hopper. They're the ones I'd check out.