Teepee is My Home
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| Free handed these. Canoe is not attached to the water |
(Tune of The Farmer in the Dell)
The teepee is my home.
Of deer skins it is made.
A hole in the top where smoke can go,
It stands in forest shade.
The river runs nearby
And here is my canoe.
A paddle up and down the stream,
Beneath the sky of blue.
A paddle up and down the stream,
Beneath the sky of blue.
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