The Singer Is The Song

The Singer Is The Song
by John McCutcheon, Michael Mark & Tom Chapin
© Appalsongs, HCD Music & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)

In the beginning there was silence, neither day nor night.
‘Til the firmament divided into darkness, into light.
Poised on the edge of wonder, she witnessed the first dawn,
And out of the silence came a song.
La la la la la la la lala la,
Lala la la la la la.

On another edge of wonder, another silent morn,
In a distant mountain valley, another voice was born.
He spoke a different language, he had a different name,
But the song that rose within him was the same
The chorus is the singer. The singer is the song.
And every generation sings along.
La la la la la la la lala la,
Lala la la la la la.

From every corner of creation comes the melody,
Growing like a river from the mountains to the sea.
From a father to a daughter, a mother to her son,
In every land and language it is sung.
The chorus is the singer. The singer is the song.
And every generation sings along.
La la la la la la la lala la,
Lala la la la la la.

Like a beacon in the darkness,
A triumphant cry of birth.
It’s the heartbeat of each creature
That has ever graced the earth.

Through a hundred million mornings, a billion voices born,
Through the troubles and the triumphs, the rose and thorn,
As the world weighs down upon us, as we struggle to be strong,
We are carried through the chaos by the song.
La la la la la la la lala la,
Lala la la la la la.
La la la la la la la lala la,
Lala la la la la la.

This song appears on Tom Chapin's Common Ground CD.

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