Garden Song
Inch by Inch, Row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground
Inch by Inch, Row by row
Someone bless the seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
'Til the rain comes tumbling down
Pulling weeds and picking stones
Man is made of dreams and bones
Feel the need to grow my own
'Cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way in natures chain
Tune my body and my brain
To the music from the land
Plant your rows straight and strong
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother earth will make you strong
If you give her love and care
Old crow watching hungrily
From his perch in yonder tree
In my garden I'm as free
As that feathered thief up there
Ever heard that kids song written by David Mallett? It's beautiful song and kind of 'ear-catching' song. Easy listening and very-very sweet.
Anyway, it's a song about gardening. Even I'm never good or pay so much interests on it, but I'm always feel.. that gardening is such a romantic activity. Maybe if I'll have proper space in my own home, I'll do this gardening things with my lips humming this nice song...
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