R: 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 these seeds I sow
   Someone warm them from below 
   Til the rain comes tumbling down 
   
1. Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones, 
   We are made of dreams and bones
   I feel the need to grow my own cause the time is close at hand
   Grain for grain, sun and rain I'll find my way in nature's chain
   Tune my body and my brain to the music of the land 
R:
   
2. Plant your rows straight and long, 
   Temper them with prayer and song
   Mother earth will keep you strong if you give her love and care
   An old crow watching hungrily from his perch in yonder tree
   In my garden I'm as free as that feathered thief up there 
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