I listen to the older folks, to what they have to say
And I listen to the waterfall, begging for another day
And I listen to an eagle cry, dying high in the sky
And I listen to the call of the moose, as she lays down to die
Don't you know, you gotta let 'em be
Don't you know, can't you see?
Now I listen to the man of the law, I listen to his way
And I listened to a crack of a gun, and I'm the one that had to pay
And I listen to the Ojibway chant, and to the drumming of the Cree
And I listen to the cry of the people, dying of mercury
Don't you know, you gotta let 'em be
Don't you know, can't you see?
Don't you know, you gotta let 'em be
Let 'em be
And I listen to a whippoorwill, the crickets are all in tune
And I listen to a dying tree, and to the whistling of a loon
And I listen to a howling wolf, echo throughout the night
And I listen to the bark of a seal, and he's just a bloody sight
Don't you know, you gotta let 'em be
Don't you know, can't you see?
Don't you know, you gotta let 'em be
Don't you know, can't you see?

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