Chud or Chude (Old East Slavic: чудь, in Finnic languages: tshuudi, tšuudi, čuđit) is a term historically applied in the early Russian annals to several Finnic peoples in the area of what is now Estonia, Karelia and Northwestern Russia.
Perhaps the earliest written use of the term 'Chudes' to describe proto-Estonians was ca. 1100, by the monk Nestor, in the earliest Russian chronicles. According to Nestor, Yaroslav I the Wise invaded the country of the Chuds in 1030 and laid the foundations of Yuryev, (the historical Russian name of Tartu, Estonia). Then Chud was used to describe other Baltic Finns called volok which is thought to refer to the Karelians.
According to Old East Slavic chronicles the Chudes were one of the founders of the Rus' state.
The Northern Chudes were also a mythical people in folklore among Northern Russians and their neighbours. In Komi mythology, the Northern Chudes represent the mythic ancestors of the Komi people.
There are a number of hypotheses as to the origin of the term. Chude could be derived from the Slavic word tjudjo ('foreign' or 'strange') which in turn is derived from the Gothic word meaning 'folk' (compare Teutonic). Another hypothesis is that the term was derived from a transformation of the Finno-Ugric name for the wood grouse. Yet another hypothesis contends that it is derived from the Sami word tshudde, meaning an enemy or adversary.
My name looks unfamiliar on this barky marky sign
And the love that I've been gettin' I can't really call it mine
This blacktop ribbon winds me down an unforgivin' road
When I think about my baby on the other side of home
I say oh, oh-oh-oh, oooh, I gotta go
I say oh, oh-oh-oh, oooh
Hey, hey, hey, on my way
23 days gone by, why can't eagles fly
Hey, hey, hey, love don't break
23 nights of blue carry me back to you
Yeah
Another song gets crippled on this napkin in my lap
As we burn another circle on this god forsaken map
The droaning of the engines and the moaning of the wheels
It's a fortuneteller's melody, it's how you make me feel
I say oh, oh-oh-oh, oooh, I gotta go
I say oh, oh-oh-oh, oooh
Hey, hey, hey, on my way
23 days gone by why can't eagles fly
Hey, hey, hey ,love don't break
23 nights of blue carry me back to you
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, Albuquerque's never felt colder
One mile higher all the way to Boulder
Okalahoma City always looks pretty
'Cause it's half way home
Yeah, windshield wipers, broken white lines
Lord, don't let me loose my mind
'Cause 23 days of Tennessee time
And I'm back to you
Ooooh, oh-oh-oh, oooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, on my way
23 days gone by why can't eagles fly
Hey, hey, hey, love don't break
23 nights of blue carry me back to you
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