You asked for this a long time back. I finally got it, and then the Mudcat went belly up. So, here, finally, are the words. I'll post the tune next.
Blessings,
Barbara

THE LAND KNOWS YOU'RE THERE
by Leanne Hinton
(changes; Faith Petric on her Womanchild tape)

I know some people who live in the north:
They've lived there since Columbus and many years before.
They live in the wilderness where few men (people) go,
But they say that in that country no man (one) can be alone.

CHORUS: For the land knows you're there.
The land knows you're there,
And the rocks and trees and rivers
Give you friendship and care.

Every rock and tree has its own true name,
And you can tell them that you're coming as you pass through the land.
You never can be lonely, alone though you may seem,
For a tree is like a person and it keeps you company.

You give a happy greeting when you come to a spring,
As if it were a relative or a long-lost friend.
And when you've sat and rested and drunk your fill,
You give the spring a "thank-you" and a fond farewell.

And when you come into a country that you have never known
You bend and touch the soil and you tell it why you've come.
You tell it where you're going, and you tell it where you've been,
For they say that if you're kind to it the land will be your friend.

And when a man (you are) is old, and his (your) life is near its end,
He (You) take(s) a final journey to say farewell to the land.
He (you) tell(s) it not to miss him (you), and he (you) tell(s) it not to mourn,
But to learn to live without him when he is dead and gone.
Faith sings: For the land will go on living when your human form is gone.

Faith does not sing this verse:
This northern land is healthy, on love and care it thrives;
But down in my home town, they forgot the land's alive.
They've poisoned every river, they leveled every hill --
But underneath the concrete, the land is living still.

The Havasupai Indians live in a tributary of Arizona's Grand Canyon. In their daily activities and many special customs, they demonstrate their deep involvement with and concern for the land that nurtures them; in explaining this philosophy to Leanne Hinton, Mrs. Lola Montana used the phrase "The land knows you're there."

The custom of saying a formal farewell to the land when one feels the approach of death is embodies in a Havasupai Medicine Song sung by Mr. Dan Hanna, translated by Ms. Hinton in collaboration with the singer and published in ALCHERINGA, Journal of Ethnopoetics, #3, 1971.

Faith adds: adaptations were primarily to de-sex the song. However, only men do take the final formal journey when ‘life is near its end'.