Sycamore Tree from Storm Born by Mabilene

Sycamore Tree
(songwriter: Jenny Weaver)

Meet me down by the Sycamore Tree
Follow the rising of the morning
Buried beneath the earth of her feet
I’ve only bones to tell my story

Lift up your voice, oh rustling leaves
Sing of a promise, of a glory
Kissed by the sweet temptation to be free
We work the land of your peaches and dreams

Take me home. I wanna go home.

See how a man fell out of love with one of God’s children
Putting his sons above.
See how the son carried the hate
down through the bloodline
And up to my gate

Take me home. I wanna go home.
Take me home. I wanna go home.

• Americana
• Folk
• alt-americana
• indie pop
• political pop
• throwback
• Nashville