Welcome to the heart of the homestead!
"Rooted and Rising" is the official theme song of the Experimental Homesteader—where grit meets grace, and every garden row tells a story.
This song is for every homesteader who’s found healing in the soil, courage in the barn, and hope in a handful of seeds.
It’s about starting small, staying grounded, and rising above whatever life throws your way.
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Lyrics:
(C) Sheri Ann Richerson, April 21, 2015
“Rooted and Rising”
Experimental Homesteader Theme Song
[Verse 1]
She’s got dirt on her hands, dreams in her eyes
A fire in her heart and a will to survive
Built this life with love and grit
Through every storm, she never quits
From a broken past, she found her way
Growing hope in rows and hay
It’s not just land—it’s legacy
A homestead life, wild and free
[Chorus]
Rooted and rising, she’s making her way
One seed, one step, one brand-new day
From goats in the barn to bread in the pan
She’s living her truth, doing all that she can
This is her story, her ground, her guide—
Experimental Homesteader, standing with pride
[Verse 2]
Not afraid to try, not scared to fail
She’ll turn setbacks into wind in her sail
From homemade soap to garden gold
Every chapter, brave and bold
Sharing the real, not just the gloss
The wins, the mess, the love, the loss
For every soul who’s felt alone
She’s a voice that says: you’re not on your own
[Chorus]
Rooted and rising, she’s making her way
One seed, one step, one brand-new day
From goats in the barn to bread in the pan
She’s living her truth, doing all that she can
This is her story, her ground, her guide—
Experimental Homesteader, standing with pride
[Bridge]
And when the world feels cold and wild
She finds her strength in every mile
Of fence she’s built, of dreams she’s grown—
She’s proof you can build a life of your own
[Final Chorus – optional uplift]
Rooted and rising, hear her call
There's power in starting small
With every heartbeat, every chore
She’s not just surviving—she’s so much more
This is her anthem, her light, her stride—
Experimental Homesteader, walking with pride