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Janie Worm

From the CD Set Me Free

We tried to get along, signed the treaties,
shared our language, our home, our practices, our food.
But the greatest trust of all had been broken,
then the empty white world promises had to do.

We walked on frozen ground winter season.
We know it’s not the time ofy ear to move.
The young and old, the sick, the lame, the healthy,
we carried in our hearts everything we knew.

CH: We trusted our feet on the ground, our Earth Mother.
We looked to Father Sky for some sweet sound.
Sister Tree standing tall and Mountain Brother,
they couldn’t lift the clouds; our Souls crying out-loud.

We watched each other fall and stumble.
We held each other tight in the cold.
We laid to rest and honored those who perished.
And we wept for all the land and the life we had known.
Oh…oh…oh…

Bridge: Peace pipe, drumming, dance of life.
We still carry Cherokee pride.

Our spirits they live on all around you.
We are the glints of light on fallen snow.
We’re in the coyote’s howl, the red-tailed hawk that circles.
We will remember our tears and from them we will grow.

CH: We trusted our feet on the ground, our Earth Mother.
We looked to Father Sky for some sweet sound.
Sister Tree standing tall and Mountain Brother,
Great Spirit lifted the clouds. We’re here again somehow.
Oh… oh… oh…

From Set Me Free, released 2017.

Credits from the recording:

Janie Worm – guitar, vocals, tom, bongos, shaker, flute
Marti Travers – Native American flute
Gary Mula – vocals
Nature – coyote, Red-tailed hawk, Eastern Screech owl, Western Screech owl

Insider Notes

Part of my ancestry includes Cherokee. Years ago I sensed something unresolved, an inexplicable heaviness on a deeper level that I could not see. Because of that, I inwardly said, “If there is a song that can help with this in any way, I am open.” Shortly after that, “Cherokee Wisdom” slowly came. As we recorded it, the sound grew and the number of voices seemed to increase beyond the number of designated tracks. All I know is that it is bigger than me. I’m grateful. Listen for coyote, screech owls, hawk and other beautiful voices.

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