Make Our Garden Grow Songtext
von Judy Collins

You′ve been a fool and so have I
But come I'll be your wife
And let us try before we die
To make some sense of life

We′re neither pure nor wise nor good
We'll do the best we know
We'll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow

I thought the world was sugar cake
For so our master said
But now I′ll teach my hands to bake
Our loaf of daily bread


We′re neither pure nor wise nor good
We'll do the best we know
We′ll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow

Let dreamers dream what worlds they please
These Edens can't be found
The sweetest flowers, the fairest trees
Are grown in solid ground

We′re neither pure nor wise nor good
We'll do the best we know
We′ll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow

Grow