August: Back to the Garden

August: Back to the Garden

It's 7:32 on the last day of August. Where did the time go? Wow, procrastination and I are becoming more and more well acquainted when it comes to writing songs these days. Song writing is definitely NOT an easy process for me anymore. The "write a song a month" challenge in 2017 seemed like less of a challenge than this year. Is there any deep significance here? Any lessons to be learned? Undoubtedly, but I don't know what they are right now. As I write this, I'm still procrastinating!

This song is about gardening. I wrote the lyrics a while ago, so thank goodness for my little black notebook where I write things down when I get some inspiration.......you just never know what will cause the words to flow. Hmmm, didn't I write a song about that a few months ago?

The funny thing is, once I get down to it, I can usually come up with something. This song is in the "cute little ditty" song category, like my other ukulele songs (except for Rushing to Meet the River).

It's about growing food, and staying away from chemicals and pesticides. Growing food is healthy and easy, and digging with a good shovel is like meditation.

This song is for ukulele in the key of D.

Back to the Garden

 Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.
Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.

Growing food in the garden, hard work feels real fine
Just find a small space where a little sun will shine
You will need a shovel, cause digging soothes the soul
Rain and some compost, and a bit of time to grow.

Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.
Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.

New plants will spring forth from the humblest of seeds
Always something magical growing between the weeds
Harvesting the bounty of plenty from the soil
Nature, she rewards us for all our pride and toil.

Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.
Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.

Save the precious from the flowers that bloom.
No more GMOs, awful portends of our doom.
Seeds are the freedom for all of humankind
Joining our tradition through history and time.

Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.
Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.

Most of our food comes from far'way distant farms
Laden with pesticides, doing so much harm
Dreaming of a place where good food grows everywhere
Willing hands to spread the wealth for everyone to share.

Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.
Back to the garden, back to the land
Growing food with two strong, steady hands.







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