Back From Old Land of the Czar

Flew in from Anchorage, the biggest city,
Landed just the other night.
They got lumber interests there that mow down trees—
A clear cut's an ugly sight.

I'm back from old land of the Czar.
I hope they don't rape ANWR*, no.
Back from old land of the Czar

1867: Seward bought the place
That one time was Russia's home.
They called it "Seward's Folly"—a big disgrace.
Said, "What do we want with Nome?!"

I'm back from old land of the Czar.
I hope they don't rape ANWR, no.
Back from old land of the Czar

Views from the plane really knocked me out—
Forests of spruce and pine.
I hope it don't turn into a rout.
It's gorgeous; I hope that Ahole Bush won't let it be drilled and mined.

I'm back from old land of the Czar.
I hope they don't rape ANWR, No
Back from old land of the Czar

Summertime—no snow in mountains way down south,
It fact, it was pretty warm.
Glaciers receding; some fires not yet put out,
Heat waves causing some alarm.

I'm back from old land of the Czar.
I hope they don't rape ANWR, no
Back from old land of the Czar