Garden Song — текст песни (John Denver)

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 the seeds I sow.
Someone warm them from below, `til the rain comes tumbling down.


Pulling 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,
To my body and my brain to the music from the land


Plant your rows straight and long, thicker than with pray`r 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 beak 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
Inch by inch, row by row, Someone bless the seeds I sow.
Someone warm them from below, `til the rain comes tumbling down.