Four Jacks

*When mother is aslumbering
 beneath her shawl of white
 And you wrap your cloak against the wind
 but still you feel its bite
 With many mouths at home for feed
 this deer must not be lost
 When you thank the prey and let the arrow fly
 Conjure up Jack Frost
 When the maiden slips her samile cloak
 revealing lilac breasts
 And the rising sun climbing high in the sky
 calls acorns to their quest
 When hoof trod earth surrenders to seed
 and the meadowsweet is queen
 When you step the jig of furrow and plow
 You celebrate Jack Green
 Jack, Jack, dancing round the moonlight
 Changing shadows with every stride
 Jack, Jack, summer green and Yule white
 Hunter, Dancer, Dying One, Guide.
 When summer oak green wanes scarlet and brown
 and a carpet of leaves is laid
 Mother's kiss has charged the land
 and staghorns drape the glade
 The fields as tall with sacrifice
 for springtimes still unborn
 Raise the crescent high, cut down the grain
 And invoke Jack Corn
 Jack, Jack, dancing round the moolight
 Changing shadows with every stride
 Jack, Jack, summer green and Yule white
 Hunter Dancer, Dying One, Guide.
 Whrn the riddled fields aer gathered and gleaned
 from the shadow of a killing freeze
 And twilights fall to copper moons
 that dance with barren trees
 When comes the final harvest home
 beneath the silver light
 When weary feet tread that dusky road
 Jack Lantern walks the night.
 Jack, Jack, dancing round the moolight
 Changing shadows with every stride
 Jack, Jack, summer green and Yule white
 Hunter, Dancer, Dying One, Guide.
 I'm no tawny hunter, no tiller of barley seed.
 I've never threshed a stalk of wheat
 but I've still got a family to feed.
 When I feel whelmed over
 with provider on my back
 I tilt my head,
 howl his howl,
 smille his secret grin
 and call on Jack
 Callin' on Jack
 I'm calling on Jack