I'm pulling out the weeds

With my whole being

On my hands and knees

While my dog eats a leaf

All the calling seeds

To make the earth sing

I love the feeling

I love the feeling

Doing some gardening in spring

As the wind blows in

It brings the smell of smoke from the mountains west of here

As far as feelings go I feel all the way from here

Of all the seeds we sow some go dark and some go clear

And here I go I'll plant some right here

To make the earth sing

I love the feeling

I love the feeling

I love the feeling