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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 |
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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? |
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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. |
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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 |
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