The Garden

In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin' down

I held what my true love could reap from the ground

But the bounty of a garden can all rot away

Without love and protection and a hard will to stay

I'll never have a garden again

Where I fall to my knees and work with the land

Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands

I'll never, no, never have a garden again

For the land, it can dry up and seasons will change

A weak love will falter and hearts rearrange

Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain

And my tears are too salty to water the garden

But I'm dreamin' of a garden again

Where I fall to my knees and work with the land

Till then, I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands

I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again

Now, me and my new love, the seeds for to sow

Are tendin' the soil and plantin' the rose

For after the winter comes springtime again

And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend

I'm livin' in the garden again

Where I fall to my knees and work with the land

And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands

I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again

I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again