slug by slug, weed by weed,
My Garden's got me really teed
All the insects love to feed
upon my tomato plants
Sunburned face, scratched up knees
My Kitchen's choked with zuccinies
I'm shopping at the A & P next time I get a chance.

The crabgrass grows, the ragweed thrives,
The Broccolli has long since died.
The only things left still alive are some radishes and beans.
My carrot plants are dead and gone,
Hear the rabbits sing a happy song
Until you've weeded all day long You don't know what bordom means

Chorus

You get up early, you work till late
Watch moles and mice get overwait
They eat their dinners on a plate from the hard work you have done
As ye sow so shall ye reap,
But I smell like a compost heap
I'm gonna get that lousy creep
who said gardening was fun

Enjoy,

Musicman ^^