and again
@[MarkRChandar]........
Buffy Sainte Marie - Soldier Blue I'll tell you a story and it's true
and I'll tell it in a way that you understand
And I won't speak as a servant of the story.
I look out and see a land
young and lovely. Tough and strong
For fifty thousand years we have danced its praises
Prayed our thanks and we had just begun. Yes, yes
Yes, this is my country.
Young, growing
free and flowing. Visit to see.
Yes, this is my country.
Mature and bringing miracles
in every pond and tree.
Its spirit runs through the high country.
It’s giving free and wild patterns
and setting an example of how to give.
Yes, this is my country
strangling and turning
It's like a child learning how to live
I can stand on a hill at dawn
looking all around
Feeling it around me
Blue soldier
Don’t you see that its life has just begun
And it beats inside us. Telling us it's here to guide us.
Blue soldier. Blue soldier. Blue soldier.
Don’t you see that there's another way to love it.
This is my country
And I’m breaking free from it
And I’m learning how to count on it
Tall trees and the wheat is the high country.
I believe I love it.
And I’m learning how to take care of it.
When new stories bring me down
I take a sip of freedom to think about
North America from foot to crown
It’s never been desired before
I only know because I belong to this place
Blue soldier, blue soldier
Don’t you see that there's another way to love it.
