Garden Song
Ton : DEnglish
IDnch by inch row by row G I'm Dgonna maGke this garden Agrow. D
AGll it takes iAs a rake andD a hoe and Bma piece of fertE7ile ground. A7
IDnch by inch row by roGw someonDe bless tGhese seeds IA sow. D
SGomeone warm themA from below till Dthe rainBm comes tumblinE7g down. A D
PDulling weeds and picking stones Gwe are made Dof dreaGms and bonesA. D
IG feel the need to Agrow my own D'cause tBmhe time is close atE7 hand. A7
GDrain for grain sun and rGain I findD my way Gin nature'As chain D
IG tune my body and Amy brainD to the muBmsic of the landE7. A
IDnch by inch row by row G I'm Dgonna maGke this garden Agrow. D
AGll it takes iAs a rake andD a hoe and Bma piece of fertE7ile ground. A7
IDnch by inch row by roGw someonDe bless tGhese seeds IA sow. D
SGomeone warm themA from below till Dthe rainBm comes tumblinE7g down. A D
So plant yoDur rows straight and lonGg and temperD them with prGayer and soAng. D
MGother earth caAn keep you stDrong if you givBme her love and E7care. A7
Now an old crDow's watching hungrily from hGis percDh in yGonder treeA. D
IGn my garden I'Am as fDree as thaBmt feathered thief E7up there. D
IDnch by inch row by row G I'm Dgonna maGke this garden Agrow. D
AGll it takes iAs a rake andD a hoe and Bma piece of fertE7ile ground. A7
IDnch by inch row by roGw someonDe bless tGhese seeds IA sow. D
SGomeone warm themA from below till Dthe rainBm comes tumblinE7g down. A D