Like John, I went to Manito-wish and learned the song there in late 80s. I particularly like the "indian" beat that is inherent when you sing the lines. The one change since that time seems to be in the middle verse: The call of the lonely loon coyotes howling at the moon Wind rustling through the trees that's the Canadian breeze Smoke rising from the fire up through the trees with a stately spire Reach toward the sky in the evening glow Sun goes down, no north winds blow All else same. I'm curious about the lost verses. I think we should raid the camp songbook collection in Boulder Junction.... Jenny
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