Hana - Joni Mitchell

　　Hana steps out of a storm

　　Into a stranger's warm, but

　　Hard-up kitchen.

　　She sees what must be done

　　So she takes off her coat

　　Rolls up her sleeves

　　And starts pitchin' in.

　　Hana has a special knack

　　For getting people back on the right track

　　Cause she knows

　　They all matter

　　So she doesn't argue or flatter

　　She doesn't fight the slights

　　She takes it on the chin

　　Like a champ

　　HANA HANA

　　Hana says when life's a drag

　　Don't cave in

　　Don't put up a white flag

　　Raise up

　　A white banner

　　In this manner-

　　Straighten your back

　　Dig in your heals

　　And get a good grip on your grief!

　　Hana says, Don't get me wrong

　　This is no simple Sunday song

　　Where God or Jesus comes along

　　And they save ya.

　　You've got to be braver than that

　　You tackle the beast alone

　　With all its tenacious teeth!

　　Light the lamp.