Inch by Inch Row by Row I'm gonna make this garden grow All it takes is a rake and hoe And a piece of fertile ground Inch by Inch Row by Row Someone bless these seeds I soe Someone warm them from below Till the rain come tumblin down Pulling weeds, picking stones Man is made of dreams and bones Feel the need to grown my own Cause the time is close at hand Painful rain, sun and rain Find my way in nature's chain Tune my body and my brain To the music of the land Plant your rows straight and long Temper them with prayer and song Mother earth will make you strong If you give her love and care Old crow wathing hungerily From his perch in youder tree In my garden im as free As that feathered thief up there