I like the feel of the dirt on my hands
Underneath my nail bed too
My hat shielding me from the sun so bright
But best is I was there with you

It’s been so many years
Since we were side by side
And among the saplings we would hove
Maybe you and I can go back again
And visit our old garden grove

The elms they grow tall the dogwoods grow short
The willow trees weep on the ground
The plans that we made, the seeds that we laid
In this old garden grove that we found

You and I can stand side by side
As the years stretch beyond what we know
For all of this life, and the next ones to come
For us these trees will grow

When others walk by, do they stop and wonder
Why this county has this shaded alcove
It’s because you and me, started with one tree
The birth of our old garden grove

The elms they grow tall
The dogwoods grow short
The willow trees weep on the ground
The plans that we made, the seeds that we laid
The forest swelled all around

The city is fine but it don’t feel like mine
It’s no place where you would roam
In the cathedral of leaves overhead
Our friendship found it’s home

The elms they grow tall
The dogwoods grow short
The willow trees weep on the ground
The plans that we made, the seeds that we laid
The forest swelled all around

In the dark of the night when the coolness comes in
We may start the night by the stove
But come what may, we both will stay
Two souls in our old garden grove