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<td class="content"><font size="2">Grandma had a garden, a little patch out in the back<br />
She gave that garden love and care and the garden gave it back <br />
In the springtime there were roses, in the fall stalks of corn <br />
I can't forget what Grandma said about the secrets of growin' <br />
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It takes sun and the good Lord's rain <br />
Sometimes a strong back and a guiding hand<br />
Most of all you've got to know <br />
It takes love to make a garden grow<br />
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Grandma read the Bible, I still recall a verse or two<br />
About the harvest being plentiful, but the laborers are few <br />
She said 'Don;t you shy away, child, put your hands down in the earth <br />
Because to make a sprout grow strong and tall is gonna take a little work' <br />
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It takes sun and the good Lord's rain <br />
Sometimes a strong back and a guiding hand<br />
Most of all you've got to know <br />
It takes love to make a garden grow<br />
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Now, Grandma was amazing, 'bout as strong as a tall oak tree <br />
And every flower in the garden cried when she left at ninety-three<br />
But I know that she'd be happy to see I got some flowers of my own<br />
I take the chldren through the garden, teach 'em all the secrets of growin' <br />
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It takes sun and the good Lord's rain <br />
Sometimes a strong back and a guiding hand<br />
Most of all you've got to know <br />
It takes love to make a garden grow<br />
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Words and music by Joni Bishop / c Mountain Glen Music ASCAP / Adm:MCS America, Inc.</font> <br />
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