RAPPAHANNOCK

Ancient people lived and died underneath those trees
Raised their babies and let them run on that blanket of leaves
This life is a beautiful thing and it doesn’t end
I can hear the ancient Ones in the hills, whispering

Rappahannock, Rappahannock, old voices are calling me
Rappahannock, Rappahannock, life is more than what the living can see
Rappahannock, may your blessings always be

There’s a farmhouse in Castleton made out of Shenandoah stone
There’s a red tailed hawk on the “for sale” sign screaming welcome home
His song is on this Earth, out here in everything
They were all I had to hold

Rappahannock, Rappahannock, old voices are calling me
Rappahannock, Rappahannock, life is more than what the living can see
Rappahannock, may your blessings always be

From the river there comes a song from long, long ago
In broken potsherds of those long gone I hear a song I know
From jasper arrowheads in the river, something sacred sings
It says protect this land so children can know the peace it brings

@Ben Mason 2001