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There could be living on this land!
There could be peace for every man
With a woman weaving him wampum
By the light of the crimson sun.
There could be singing beneath the sky!
There could be joy that does not fly
With the children teaching us wisdom
By the wonder in their eyes.
With the children teaching us wisdom
By the wonder in their eyes.
There could be living on this land!
There could be peace for every man
With a woman weaving him wampum
By the light of the crimson sun
Sweet wise woman weaving him wampum
By the light of the crimson sun!