CHORUS: Inch by inch, row by row Gonna make this garden grow Gonna mulch it deep and low Gonna make it fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row Please bless these seeds I sow Please keep them safe below 'Till the rain comes tumbling down
Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones We are made of dreams and bones Need a place to call my own 'Cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain Find my way in nature's chain Till my body and my brain Tell the music of the land
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Plant your rows straight and long Season with a prayer and song Mother Earth will make you strong If you give her loving care
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[The Anti-Garden Verses - by someone whose name Arlo forgot]: Slug by slug, weed by weed Boy this garden's got me t'd All the insects come to feed On my tomato plants
Sunburt face, skined up knees The kitchen's chocked with zuchinis I'm shopping at the A&P's Next time I get the chance [End of Anti-Garden Verses]
Old crow watching from a tree He's got his hungry eye on me In my garden I'm as free As that feathered thief up there
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