Song, Chant, Poetry, Stories and Satire for the Pagan Community

This entry made: 03/13/2000

Title: Jack in the Green
Lyrics by: traditional
Tune: traditional
Date:
Source:
Recorded on: "Carry Me Home," Todd Alan
Subject: God

Now winter is over, I'm happy to say
And we're all met again in our ribbons so gay
And we're all met again on the first day of Spring
To go about dancing with Jack in the Green
	Jack in the Green, Jack in the Green
	To go about dancing with Jack in the Green

Now Jack in the Green is a very strange man
For he dies every Autumn and he's born every Spring
And each year on his birthday we'll dance through the streets
And in return Jack he will ripen our wheat
	Ripen our wheat...

With his mantle he'll cover the trees that are bare
And our gardens he'll cloak with his jacket so rare
And our fields he will sow with the hair of his head
And our grain it will ripen 'til old Jack is dead
	Old Jack is dead...

Now all ye young maidens I pray you beware
Of touching young Jack for there's strange powers there
For if he but touch you as many can tell
Like the grain in our fields so your belly will swell
	Belly will swell...

Now the sun is half-up and it tokens the hour
That the children arrive in their garlands of flowers
And now let the music and the dancing begin
As we touch the good heart of young Jack in the Green
	Jack in the Green...