The Family Gardener Lyrics

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