I nch by inch r ow by row gonna m ake this g arden grow.
A ll it t akes is a rake a nd a hoe and a piece of fertile ground.
I nch by inch r ow by row Someone b less these seeds I sow.
S omeone w arm them f rom below 'til the r ain comes tumbling down.
P ulling weeds and p icking stones man is made of dreams and bones.
F eel the n eed to g row my own 'cause the t ime is close at hand.
G rain for grain s un and rain find my way in nature's chain
t une my body and my brain to the music from the l and.
P lant your rows s traight and long temper t hem with p rayer and song.
M other E arth will m ake you strong if you g ive her love and care.
O ld crow watching h ungril y fr om his pe rch in yo nder tree.
I n my g arden I 'm as free as that f eathered thief up there.
I nch by inch r ow by row gonna m ake this g arden grow.
A ll it t akes is a rake a nd a hoe and a piece of fertile ground.
A nd Inch by inc h row by r ow Someo ne bless t hese seeds I sow.
S omeone w arm them f rom below 'til the r ain comes tumbling down.