[D]Inch by inch[G],row by[D] row,[G]gonna[A] make this [D]garden grow,
[G]All it[A] takes is a[D] rake and a hoe and a[Em] piece of fertile[A] ground,
[D]Inch by inch[G] row by[D] row[G],summer[A] bless these[D] seeds I sow
[G]Summer[A] warm them[D] from below,'till the[Em] rain comes[A] tumbling[D] down.
Pulling weeds picking stones man's made od dreams and bones,
Feel the need to grow my own,cause the time is close at hand,
Grane for grain sun and rain find my way in nature's chain
To my body and my brain,to the music of the land.
Plant your rows straight and long,tend to them with care and song,
Mother nature will make you strong,if you give her loving care.
That old crow watching hungrely,from his perch in yonder tree,
Well in my garden i'm as free as that feathered thief of the air.