| SONGS |
| THE GARDEN SONG |
| Inch by inch, row by row Gonna make this garden grow All you need is a rake and a hoe And a piece of fertile ground Inch by inch, row by row Someone bless these seeds I sow Someone warm them from below ‘Til the rains come tumbling down Pulling weeds, picking stones We are made of dreams and bones Need a place to call my own for the time is near at hand Grain for grain, sun and rain Find my way through nature’s chain Tune my body and my brain to the music of the land Plant your rows straight and long Temper them with prayer and song Mother earth will make you strong if you give her love and care An old crow watching hungrily From his perch in yonder tree In my garden I’m as free as that feathered thief up there! |
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