Jayber Crow:Drinking Song of a Germinating Seed

Long has been my thirst for water
suffered in the dark
Bode among the filth and fodder
for the heavens to impart.

And how I drank that summer evening
the promised droplets fell,
When I imbibed a draught so pleasing
that my skin began to swell.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh

And like my lips unto a bottle,
I mean to drink in haste
Radicle and epicotyl
are stumblin' for to taste.

Aye, by faith, I'm so nervous,
but the liquor in me bursts,
Sendin' me up to the surface,
way up above the earth.

Cells divide and multiply; I'm moved by forces not of my control.

O, the day, the sweetest greeting,
beautiful and bright;
So unfold my cotyledon
to sip the summer light.

Yes, my stem is swingin' and swayin',
drunk with chlorophyll,
Sittin' up to spend my days in
love with all the world.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh

And all my dark and dormant days have ended with the meeting of the sun

Flush, my face is filled with color,
my blood is runnin' green;
Tilt my head and have another
till I give the ground my leaves.

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh