Seems that Thor has a-hurled that ol' thunderbolt 'bout
And the Norns have decreed that our time is 'most out
I am Norse but I sure picked a bad time...
To be in Green-land, to be in Green-land

Well lately I've seen mostly ice, not green
And the halls' become uncrowded
There's not many mothers; the summers grow lean
And this July if crops will grow, I doubt it

Now the horses won't foal; there's colic about
And there's holes in the turf-roof and labor's run out.
And from north come those Inuit - they're wearing us out
After fourteen-o-eight - a Viking's bad time
To be in Green-land, a bad time to be in Green-land
A bad time to be in Green-land, a bad time to be in Green-land

All the fjords are freezin' too early
And my friends and the neighbors' getting' scarce you see
Been years now since we heard from Ultima Thule
And the lack of timber's fear that I rue

I know in course of future times, we'll be well-renowned
As a force in the world, but now, we just frown
Frozen pores, bloody winter is wearin' us down
I am Norse but I must have picked a bad time
To be in Green-land, a bad time to be in Green-land
A bad time to be in Green-land, a bad time to be in Green-land

You know that ol' Brattillid-ic world they sagaed about
Is no more; winter's worse now - showin' its clout
I am Norse but that Erik shoulda been Redded out
I am Norse but I must have picked a bad time
To be in Green-land, a bad time in no-tree land
A bad time in ever-schnee-land, a bad time to be in Green-land...