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It's My Way!
Buffy Sainte-Marie Lyrics


Ananias Ananais, Ananais Tell me what kind of man this Jesus is,…
Babe in Arms Here I sit, with a babe in arms And another one…
Cod'ine An' my belly is craving, I got shakin' in my…
Cripple Creek Hey, I got a girl at the head of the…
Eyes of Amber Eyes of blue Or eyes of green Eyes of amber Eyes of starligh…
He Lived Alone in Town He lived alone in town His friends were many and true He…
It's My Way I'm cutting my own way Through my own day And…
Now That The Buffalo's Gone Can you remember the times That you have held your head…
The Incest Song Word is up to the king's dear daughter And word is…
The Old Man's Lament On a bright summer's evening I chanced to go roving…
Universal Soldier He's five-foot-two and he's six-feet-four He fights with mis…
You're Gonna Need Somebody on Your Bond You're gonna need somebody on your bond You're gonna need so…


Chuck


on Moonshot

I don’t know if this interpretation is by AI or an idiot, but it isn’t close to the mark. “Off into outerspace” isn’t an awestruck nod to space travel, but sneering at those whose minds are basically in outer space. “We wish you bon voyage” is sardonic. Welcoming back is sincere, hoping they come back to earth and realize what is here in these simple places, these cultures rooted in balance with nature and those around us. Cultures buried by the might and white-washing of American society. The anthropologist disappeared from that American society and into native culture, for which his wife is distraught viewing him as lost. But he spoke the truth and spoke it boldly and wisely as if from the heavens themselves.

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