Sarah Pirtle 1988?
Chorus:
And it’s hey ho hi, I want to touch the sky
I want to know what the wild goose knows and hear the crickets cry
And it’s hey ho hi, you’ll know it by and by
When you seek the sound and you follow the ground
and you feel the night come round
My father knows the name of every bird and every tree
As we hike he whistles back each birdsong to me
Once we followed deer tracks for half of a day
We found the deer and the deer stood still before it ran away
We build our fires carefully, they only need one match
We eat our food from the milkweed leaves and the blackberry patch
We like to camp in a special spot where the trees make a ring
We’re not afraid of the dark, we hear the darkness sing
When you camp you hear the crickets, then you hear the frogs
Those tiny little peepers from the swampy wet bogs
Once I heard a rustle and I got up to see
A raccoon with some berries running up a tree
And I teach my father how to walk across the stream
To watch the rocks that can tip you down, slippery moss green
How to find the steady ones you can hop across fast
And how to jump that final jump, safe into the grass