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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 pickin` 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 nature`s chain, To my body and my brain to the music from the land
Plant your rows straight and long, thicker than with pray`r and song Mother Earth will make you strong if you give her love and care Old crow watchin` hungrily, from his perch in yonder tree In my garden I`m as free as that feathered beak up there.
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.
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