The Garden Song, sung by the Free Spirit Chorus

This is the version that we usually sing at camp, although there are other variations

by David Mallett, made popular by Pete Seeger

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
All you need is a rake and hoe
And a piece of fertile ground

Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Till the rain comes tumbling down

Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own
For the time is near at hand

Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way through nature's chain
Tune my body and my brain
To the music of the land

CHORUS

Plant your rows straight and long
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her loving care

Old Crow Watching Hungrily
From his perch in yonder tree
In my garden I'm as free
As that feathered thief up there

CHORUS