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You tChink you own what ever land you lAmand on
The eCarth is just a dead thing you can Amclaim
But I kFnow every rocCk and tree and creaDm7ture
Has a Flife, has a sGpirit, has a Amname
You tChink the only people who are pAmeople
Are the Cpeople who look and think like Amyou
But Fif you walk the foCotsteps of a straDm7nger
You'll learn thFings you never kGnew, you never kCnew
Have you Amever heard the wolf cry to the bFlue corn moon
Or Amasked the grinning bobcat why he Emgrins
Can you sFing with all the vGoices of the CmountainAm
Can you pDm7aint with all the colors of the wiEmnd
Can you pFaint with all the cGolors of the wCind
Come rCun the hidden pine trails of the fAmorest
Come taCste the sun sweet berries of the Amearth
Come rFoll in all the rCiches all around yDm7ou
And for oAmnce never wonder what they'reG worth
The rCain storm and the river are my brAmothers
The herCron and the otter are my frAmiends
And wFe are all conCnected to each otDm7her
In a cFircle, in a hoGop that never enCds
HFow high does the Sickamore grow?
if you Bb7cut it down then you'll never kGnow G7
And you'Amll never hear the wolf cry to Emthe blue corFn moon
For wheAmther we are white or copper skEminned
Can we sFing with all the voiGces of the mouCntains
Can we pDm7aint with all the colors of the wEmind
You can oFwn the earth and sGtill
All you'll owCn is earth uAmntil
You can paDm7int with all the coGlors of the wCind
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