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The Best of Buffy Sainte-Marie
Buffy Sainte-Marie Lyrics


a Soulful Shade of Blue Dressmaker, dressmaker I'm singing at the hall next Saturda…
Better To Find out For Yourself Every little baby that's ever been born Been spanked and mad…
Cod'ine An' my belly is craving, I got shakin' in my…
Cripple Creek Hey, I got a girl at the head of the…
God Is Alive, Magic Is Afoot God is alive; Magic is afoot God is alive; Magic is…
Groundhog Groundhog, groundhog What makes your back so brown? I've bee…
Guess Who I Saw in Paris La da, da da, da da La da, da da,…
He's a Keeper of The Fire He's as heavy as a lead weight, baby He's as skinny…
I'm Gonna Be a Country Girl Again The rain is falling lightly on the buildings and the…
Little Wheel Spin and Spin Little wheel spin and spin And the big wheel turn around…
Los Pescadores My feet, they are naked, my hands on my hips My…
Many a Mile I've damn near walked this world around Another city, anothe…
My Country Tis of Thy People Now that your big eyes have finally opened Now that you're…
Now That The Buffalo's Gone Can you remember the times That you have held your head…
Rolling Log Blues We are drifting and rolling along the road Tryin' to bear…
Sometimes when I Get To Thinkin' Sometimes I recall what others have said Love is for lovers…
Summer Boy Face of joy, covering all your fears Summer boy give me…
The Circle Game Yesterday a child came out to wonder Caught a dragonfly insi…
The Piney Wood Hills I'm a rambler and a rover and a wanderer it seems I've…
The Vampire Shall I tell you of the night It was long ago Late…
Universal Soldier He's five-foot-two and he's six-feet-four He fights with mis…
Until It's Time For You To Go You're not a dream You're not an angel You're a woman I'm no…
Winter Boy Winter boy, born on a snowy day Came to me on…


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.