The Garden In Our Back Yard
Composer(s): Jeff Branen - James Brockman



Out in our town everybody there
Even tho the Mayor tries to do his share 
Teachers, Preachers, digging everywhere 
We're as busy as can be
One old soldier close to ninety three
With a shovel on his shoulder said to me

I've been told I'm going to propose
To a girl named Rose Little turnip nose
Radish hair and freckles, I suppose
I have bought a carrot ring
Rosie, Rosie
Just the proper thing 
I can cauliflower to breakfast, lettuce sing

You ought to see the little garden in our back yard
It's like a farm in Illionis 
With turnips and tomatoes 
Cabbage and potatoes 'Twould fill your little heart with joy 
The boys are figthing in the trenches you know what that means 
That's why I'm working mighty hard
I'm goin' to raise a little army of "Navy beans" 
In our backyard

You ought to see the little garden in our back yard
It's where the old barn used to stand 
The cows are in the kitchen 
All of us are itchin' 
To cultivate that strip of land 
The prices going going up is the groc'ry man's yarn
But really I don't give a darn 
We've got a bushel of potatoes but no more barn
In our back yard