Songs for Our Journey 26

This song came through many years ago while I was lying on a huge rock next to the Schuylkill River in Fairmount Park in Philadelphia, crying my heart out over a relationship that was transforming.  A beautiful oak tree was growing out of the rock, and as the song was born my sorrowful feelings washed through with the sound of the river, and I was left feeling whole, and at peace with the way things were.  

Of the songs I've written in my lifetime, this is the one that has truly entered the folk stream. People sing this song in Vermont, Maine, Virginia, New York, Massachusetts, North Carolina, and Florida, and possibly places in between. It has travelled to places I have not been, and met people I have not met.    Having grown up singing traditional songs, I love that this song has a life of it's own, and I hope that it will be one of many songs honoring Earth and honoring the Mother  that will continue to thrive in our country.  

Ancient Green
© K Hannan 1990

I lay under a tall oak tree
Asked the Goddess to shelter me
She wrapped me up in ancient green
Ancient Green

I lay under a tall oak tree
Asked the Goddess to shelter me
She wrapped me up in ancient green
Ancient Green

All my tears, all my tears
All my tears, the river's gonna wash away

​All my tears, all my tears
All my tears, the river's gonna wash away