Chords for The Garden Song
Tempo:
107.05 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
A
G
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [N] Ladies and gentlemen, with us tonight is one of the good guys of contemporary music, Mr.
John Denver.
[E]
[B]
[E] Inch by inch, [A] row by row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden [A] grow.
[B] All [E] it takes is a rake and [A] a hoe and a piece of fertile [B]
ground.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row by row, someone [B] [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
[B] Someone [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down.
[B] [E]
Pulling [A] weeds and picking [E] [A] stones, man [B] is [E] made of dreams and [A] goals.
Feel [B] the [E] need to grow my own [A] cause the time is [B] close at hand.
[E]
Grain for [A] grain, [E] sun and [A] rain, [B] find my [E] way in nature's chain.
[A] [B] Tune my [E] body and my brain [A] to the [B] music of [E] the land.
Inch by [B]
[E] inch, row by [B]
row, [E] [B]
[E]
plant your [A] rows straight and long.
Temper [B] [E] them with prayer and [A] song.
[B] Mother [E] Earth will make you strong [A] if you give her love [B] and care.
[E] Old [A] Roe watching [C#m] hungrily [A] [B] from his perch [E] in London Free.
[A] [B] In my [E] garden I'm as free [A] as that [B] feathered thief.
[E] Inch by [B] [E] inch, row by [B] row.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden grow.
[A]
[B] All it [E] takes is a rake and a [A] hoe and a piece of [B] fertile ground.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B]
someone [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
Someone [B] [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down.
[A] Till the [B] rain comes tumbling [E] down.
Inch by [B] inch, [E] row by [B] row.
[E]
[N]
[G#] You know something?
That was a sweet number.
It sure was.
You know something else?
What?
I hate sweet numbers.
John Denver.
[E]
[B]
[E] Inch by inch, [A] row by row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden [A] grow.
[B] All [E] it takes is a rake and [A] a hoe and a piece of fertile [B]
ground.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row by row, someone [B] [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
[B] Someone [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down.
[B] [E]
Pulling [A] weeds and picking [E] [A] stones, man [B] is [E] made of dreams and [A] goals.
Feel [B] the [E] need to grow my own [A] cause the time is [B] close at hand.
[E]
Grain for [A] grain, [E] sun and [A] rain, [B] find my [E] way in nature's chain.
[A] [B] Tune my [E] body and my brain [A] to the [B] music of [E] the land.
Inch by [B]
[E] inch, row by [B]
row, [E] [B]
[E]
plant your [A] rows straight and long.
Temper [B] [E] them with prayer and [A] song.
[B] Mother [E] Earth will make you strong [A] if you give her love [B] and care.
[E] Old [A] Roe watching [C#m] hungrily [A] [B] from his perch [E] in London Free.
[A] [B] In my [E] garden I'm as free [A] as that [B] feathered thief.
[E] Inch by [B] [E] inch, row by [B] row.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden grow.
[A]
[B] All it [E] takes is a rake and a [A] hoe and a piece of [B] fertile ground.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B]
someone [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
Someone [B] [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down.
[A] Till the [B] rain comes tumbling [E] down.
Inch by [B] inch, [E] row by [B] row.
[E]
[N]
[G#] You know something?
That was a sweet number.
It sure was.
You know something else?
What?
I hate sweet numbers.
Key:
E
B
A
G
C#m
E
B
A
[G] _ [N] Ladies and gentlemen, with us tonight is one of the good guys of contemporary music, Mr.
John Denver.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _
[E] _ _ Inch by inch, [A] row by row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden [A] grow.
[B] All [E] it takes is a rake and [A] a hoe and a piece of fertile [B]
ground.
[E] _ Inch by [A] inch, row by row, someone [B] [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
[B] Someone [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down. _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
Pulling [A] weeds and picking [E] [A] stones, man [B] is [E] made of dreams and [A] goals.
Feel [B] the [E] need to grow my own [A] cause the time is [B] close at hand.
[E] _
Grain for [A] grain, [E] sun and [A] rain, [B] find my [E] way in nature's chain.
[A] [B] Tune my [E] body and my brain [A] to the [B] music of [E] the land.
Inch by [B] _ _
[E] inch, row by [B] _
row, [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ plant your [A] rows straight and long.
Temper [B] [E] them with prayer and [A] song.
[B] Mother [E] Earth will make you strong [A] if you give her love [B] and care.
_ [E] _ Old [A] Roe watching [C#m] hungrily [A] [B] from his perch [E] in London Free.
[A] [B] In my [E] garden I'm as free [A] as that [B] feathered thief.
[E] Inch by [B] _ _ [E] inch, row by [B] _ row.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden grow.
[A] _
[B] All it [E] takes is a rake and a [A] hoe and a piece of [B] fertile ground.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B]
someone [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
Someone [B] [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down.
[A] Till the [B] rain comes tumbling [E] down.
Inch by [B] _ inch, [E] row by [B] row.
[E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ You know something?
That was a sweet number.
It sure was.
You know something else?
What?
I hate sweet numbers. _
John Denver.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _
[E] _ _ Inch by inch, [A] row by row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden [A] grow.
[B] All [E] it takes is a rake and [A] a hoe and a piece of fertile [B]
ground.
[E] _ Inch by [A] inch, row by row, someone [B] [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
[B] Someone [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down. _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
Pulling [A] weeds and picking [E] [A] stones, man [B] is [E] made of dreams and [A] goals.
Feel [B] the [E] need to grow my own [A] cause the time is [B] close at hand.
[E] _
Grain for [A] grain, [E] sun and [A] rain, [B] find my [E] way in nature's chain.
[A] [B] Tune my [E] body and my brain [A] to the [B] music of [E] the land.
Inch by [B] _ _
[E] inch, row by [B] _
row, [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ plant your [A] rows straight and long.
Temper [B] [E] them with prayer and [A] song.
[B] Mother [E] Earth will make you strong [A] if you give her love [B] and care.
_ [E] _ Old [A] Roe watching [C#m] hungrily [A] [B] from his perch [E] in London Free.
[A] [B] In my [E] garden I'm as free [A] as that [B] feathered thief.
[E] Inch by [B] _ _ [E] inch, row by [B] _ row.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B] gonna make [E] this garden grow.
[A] _
[B] All it [E] takes is a rake and a [A] hoe and a piece of [B] fertile ground.
[E] Inch by [A] inch, row [E] by [A] row, [B]
someone [E] bless these seeds I [A] sow.
Someone [B] [E] warm them from below [A] till the rain [B] comes [E] tumbling down.
[A] Till the [B] rain comes tumbling [E] down.
Inch by [B] _ inch, [E] row by [B] row.
[E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ You know something?
That was a sweet number.
It sure was.
You know something else?
What?
I hate sweet numbers. _