Ancient roots beneath the moss
Drums that tell of gain and loss
Smoke curls up in painted rings
Listen to the song it sings
Hey-ya, hey-ya, earth and fire
Lift the spirit, climbing higher
Owls are watching from the pine
Every creature keeps the time
Barefoot circle, hand in hand
Dancing with the living land
Hey-ya, hey-ya, earth and fire
Lift the spirit, climbing higher
