John Denver - 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 these seeds I sow

Someone warm them from below

Till the rain comes tumblin' down

Pullin' 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

Tune my body and my brain

To the music from the land

Plant your rows straight and long

Temper them with prayer 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 thief 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

And inch by inch, row by row

Someone bless these seeds I sow

Someone warm them from below

Till the rain comes tumblin' down