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The family garden is a special place
In sun and shade there, I was raised
But voices fade away
And rooms are rearranged
Now I'm the family gardener

You need a stethoscope
And a good good rake
Some beer for snails
And a rope for snakes

A flowerbed to fall in
As the moonlight breaks
When you're the family gardener
And I'm the family gardener

As I look down with my two eyes
And my two green thumbs
I despise the people who walk
On the green, green grass
I grew with my watered love

Now some other son sleeps
In the southern wing
And someone else's mother
Sits to paint the pastoral scene

My father always said
That I would never amount to anything
But I'm the family gardener
I'm the family gardener