I nch by inch row by row I'm gonna ma ke this garden grow.
A ll it takes i s a rake and a hoe and a piece of fert ile ground.
I nch by inch row by ro w someon e bless t hese seeds I sow.
S omeone warm them from below till the rain comes tumblin g down.
P ulling weeds and picking stones we are made of drea ms and bones .
I feel the need to grow my own 'cause t he time is close at hand.
G rain for grain sun and r ain I find my way in nature' s chain
I tune my body and my brain to the mu sic of the land .
I nch by inch row by row I'm gonna ma ke this garden grow.
A ll it takes i s a rake and a hoe and a piece of fert ile ground.
I nch by inch row by ro w someon e bless t hese seeds I sow.
S omeone warm them from below till the rain comes tumblin g down.
So plant yo ur rows straight and lon g and temper them with pr ayer and so ng.
M other earth ca n keep you st rong if you giv e her love and care.
Now an old cr ow's watching hungrily from h is perc h in y onder tree .
I n my garden I' m as f ree as tha t feathered thief up there.
I nch by inch row by row I'm gonna ma ke this garden grow.
A ll it takes i s a rake and a hoe and a piece of fert ile ground.
I nch by inch row by ro w someon e bless t hese seeds I sow.
S omeone warm them from below till the rain comes tumblin g down.