We'll plant corn in a garden that is gravel and loam,
Get garden ready so in spring seeds can be sown,
Put in about 15 cords of wood,
Peat's thick--makes a bog well,
Mulch and soil-prep so garden will grow good.

CHORUS:
Gypsum, sand, and leaves,
For drainage, put the first two in the ground,
A ball-bust; gypsum, sand, and leaves--
The latter's light, easy to scatter around.
Let's lay that mulchin' down.

Sift in the sand so sprouts the earth's weal,
Corn will grow high, fill us with a cob meal,
Put sticks 'tween each row you've begun,
Open up your clenched fist
And sow those seeds like they've come out of a scatter gun.

CHORUS

When your head needs coolin', just go to the well,
Grab the bucket and smile,
Douse your brow and let a gallon bubble
Down your pants and also cool your piles, uh-huh,
Then take a snooze on the hay piles, zz-zzz.

You get bored, your hoe draggin' through the gravel and loam,
So you decide that you'll run away from home,
But your behavior ain't too good,
Police stick you where cons dwell,
Using implements with handles of wood.

Gypsum, sand, and leaves,
For drainage, put the first two in the ground,
Ball in dust. Grip-'em hands relieve--
Now every night, all the men will come around
And take your undies down.