Rare Americans - Canoe

The milk from mothers breast
Gave you the start that was best
Food on your face, your hair a mess
Flying colours, lifes little tests
Confident and strong, sticking out your chest
The best to come, the worst a guess

Am I livin' a lie? I ask me myself and I
'Cause everybody knows, courage comes and goes
Brother hold on for the next supply

To thine own self, be true
In this life it's all up to you
You paddle your own canoe
You paddle your own canoe
Your own canoe!
Do, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do
Your own canoe!
Do, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do

Eddies and kicks, rapids turn six
Then you remiss, chances you missed
Wind hits your sails, start to prevail
Suddenly assailed, wind, rain and hail
You just hit your stride, bride by your side
It’s a smooth ride, systems collide
It’s your first real strife, pretty little life
Change overnight, real fuckin' fight
Times shuck and jive, odds spike and dive
Hornets now fully out of the hive
This too shall pass, ride it out on your raft
You just never know how long these things will last
Last, last, last, last

Am I livin' a lie? I ask me myself and I
'Cause everybody knows, courage comes and goes
Brother hold on for the next supply

I’m not gonna ride with you
Mister I ain't following you
No matter what you say, promise or do
Talk until your face is blue

To thine own self, be true
In this life it's all up to you
You paddle your own canoe
You paddle your own canoe
Your own canoe!
Do, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do
Your own canoe!
Do, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do

I'm in the middle of a jungle man, I'm right in the throngs
All kinds of little animals yelling, telling me I'm wrong (you're wrong)
Okay maybe they’re right? Nah, should say sorry to myself
Those itty-bitty fucks can’t fuck up my good mental health
The winds of change are so strong, man they need names
Like tornadoes, cyclones and hurricanes