Buffy Sainte-Marie - Native North - American Child/ An Odyssey (2003) by Buffy Sainte-Marie (보컬) on maniadb.com

off into outer space you go my friends
we wish you bon voyage
and when you get there we will welcome you again
and still you'll wonder at it all
see all the wonders that you leave behind
the wonders humble people own
I know a boy from a tribe so primitive
he can call me up without no telephone
see all the wonders that you leave behind
enshrined in some great hourglass
the noble tongues, the noble languages
entombed in some great english class
off into outer space you go my friends
we wish you bon voyage
and when you get there we will welcome you again
and still you'll wonder at it all

an anthropologist he wrote a book
he called it "myths of heaven"
he's disappeared, his wife is all distraught
an angel came and got him
his hair was light, his eyes were love, his words were true,
his eys were lapis lazuli
he spoke in a language oh so primitive
that he made sense to me
off into outer space you go my friends
we wish you bon voyage
and when you get there we will welcome you again
and still you'll wonder at it all

I tell you a story, it's a true one
And I'll tell it like you'll understand
And ain't gonna talk like some history man

I look out and I see a land
Young and lovely, hard and strong
For fifty thousand years
We've danced her praises
Prayed our thanks and we've just begun

This is, this is my country
Young and growin' free and flowin' sea to sea
Yes this is my country
Ripe and bearing miracles in ev'ry pond and tree
Her spirit walks the high country
Givin' free wild samples
And settin' an example how to give
Yes, this is my country
Retchin' and turnin', she's like a baby learnin' how to live

I can stand upon a hill at dawn
Look all around me, feel her surround me
Soldier blue, can't you see her life has just begun?


It's beating inside us
Telling us she's here to guide us

Ooh, soldier blue, soldier blue
Can't you see that there's another way to love her? Ooh

Yes, this is my country
And I sprang from her and I'm learnin' how to count upon her
Tall trees and the corn is high country
Yes, I love her and I'm learnin' how to take care of her

Whenever the news stories get me down
I take a drink of freedom to think of
North America from toe to crown
It's never long before I know just why I belong here

Ooh, soldier blue, soldier blue
Can't you see that there's another way to love her?
Soldier blue, soldier blue
Can't you see that there's another way to love her?
Soldier blue, soldier blue
Can't you see that there's another way to love her?

Who's got a head o' hair to match up with the raven?
Who's got the prairie sun in every smile?
Who's got good credit yet with ol' Mother Nature?
Who-o-o? Native North American Child.

Who's got the rhythm of the Universe inside her?
Who taught the Pilgrims how to make it in the wild?
Who sing a 49-er autumnal changes?
Who? Native North American Child.

Sing about your ebony African Queen,
Sing about your lily-white Lily Marleen,
Beauty by the bushel, but the girl of the hour
Is the Native North American Prairie Flower!

Seminole, Apache, Ute, Paiute and Shoshone,
Navaho, Comanche, Hopi, Eskimo, Cree,
Tuskarora, Yaqui, Pima, Porca, Oneida,
O-o-h! Native North American Me!

Sing about your ebony African Queen,
Sing about your lily-white Lily Marleen,
Beauty by the bushel, but the girl of the hour
Is the Native North American Prairie Flower!

Cherokee, Muskogee, Fox, and Passamaquoddy,
Winnebago, Haida, Mohawk, Saulteaux and Souix,
Chicksaw, Ojibwe, Cheyenne, Micmac and Mandan,
O-o-h, Native North American You!

Yeah, yeah Baby, North American Child.

Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Merry Christmas, Jingle Bells
Christ is born and the devil?s in Hell
Hearts they shrink pockets swell
Everybody know and nobody tell
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Oh the sins of Caesar's men
Cry the pious citizens
Who petty thieve the 5 and 10s
And the big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Blame the angels, blame the fates
Blame the Jews or your sister Kate
Teach your children how to hate
And the big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Turn your back on weeds you?ve hoed
Silly sinful seeds you?ve sowed
Add your straw to the camel?s load
Pray like Hell when your world explode
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Swing your girl fiddler say
Later on the piper pay
Do see do, swing and sway
Dead will dance on judgment day
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around