Lyrics

See how the ground pack hard and smooth? You gotta broke it up You gotta disturb the earth for things to grow We may not have much, but we got this land Two whole acres of fruit trees Peach trees, fig and pecan Ma'am Grace always said "If you got fertile land, that's all you need" We'll plant peas and corn Tomatoes and green beans Enough to feed five hungry boys And Uncle Paul and me We won't starve With fertile soil, we'll eat We got our health, we got our pride With fertile soil, we will survive We grow our food, our harvest proves we'll be alright Once I was young and smooth My garden wild and unmowed Then a man turned my earth and dug deep into my soul He said, "You're my garden now I reap what I sow" And he disturb my earth and made things grow And grow I did Child after child in fertile soil No longer wild, I bore his fruit He picked me clean and left me bare But I'll grow again I'm fertile soil, dark and rich I'll grow again I bore his fruit He picked me clean and left me bare But I'll grow again I'm fertile soil, dark and rich I'll grow again You gotta disturb the earth for things to grow For seeds to take root, the ground must be sowed I bore his fruit He picked me clean and left me bare But I'll grow again I'm fertile soil, dark and rich I'll grow again Billie, Billie A whole cattle truck turned over on the highway There's cows stumbling all over the road Come on, boys, grab your guns We gonna shoot us some cow Ooh, we gonna eat like kings Can I come too? No, baby, you stay here and play (Come on)