(Music: A HARD DAY'S NIGHT, Lennon-McCartney) (info./disclaimers [0]) (glossary [0]) (index [0]) (gardening guide [0])
And I've been working like a dog
To add humus so that when it rains
I've got a garden, not a bog
But when the dry season comes
Instead of fertile, rich crumbs
It's still like a concrete log
Digging ditches, adding mulch
I've tried forking, and been known
to pray
For soil imported from Green Gulch
But when I get home at night
I know the garden's alright
As our veggie bin starts to bulge
When I'm home -- but then I'm
dreaming of bentonite, -nite, yeah
Than in pure sand, which drains too
fast
But if I could really have my way
I'd like a loam that's made to last
I'd leave these harsh hillsides for
The fertile valley floor
A garden there would be a blast
Ow!
The fertile valley floor
A garden there would be a blast
When I'm home everything seems to be
right
When I'm home -- but then I'm
dreaming of bentonite, -nite, yeah
And I'll be working it 'til I rot
'Cause in pleasure and in toil
What you've got is what you've got
So at the end of the day
I'll still be feeling ok
'Cause I've been doing what I ought
I've been doing what I ought
Excerpted from The Beetless' Gardening Book: An Organic Gardening Songbook/Guidebook, copyright 1997 by Chris Roth (info./disclaimers [0]) (glossary [0]) (index [0]) (gardening guide [0])