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

Row by row
Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
Till the rain comes tumblin’ down

Pulling weeks, picking stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own
‘Cause the time is close at hand

Grain for Grain
Sun and rain
We are part of nature’s chain
Tune my body and my brain
To the music of the land
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