The Gardener rises with the sun He knows there's work to be done The reason for every season
He knows when to dig in deep When to sow and when to reap That everything begins in spring
He makes his bed with care And sows his seed with love
The Gardener has a tale to tell Feed the ground and water well When planting out he'll face the south
He is the patient one Mother Nature's loving son The Robin is a friend of his
And when the day is done He'll smile and say … wait til summer comes
And Summer comes and then we'll see just what he's done When blooms of every colour blossom in the sun The signs of all his care and effort are displayed And all his time and patience is repaid
The Gardener rises with the sun He knows there's work to be done The reason for every seasonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
