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Grateful Dead - Let It Grow Lyrics

  • Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore,
  • Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the mornings door.
  • See the sun sparkle in the reeds, silver beads, pass into the sea.
  • She comes from a town where they call her the woodcutters daughter,
  • Shes brown as the bank where she kneels down to gather her water, and
  • She bears it away with a love that the river has taught her.
  • Let it flow, greatly grow, wide and clear.
  • Round and round, the cut of the plow in the furrowed field,
  • Seasons round, the bushels of corn and the barley meal,
  • Broken ground, open and beckoning to the spring,
  • Black dirt live again!
  • The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing,
  • As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
  • That the work of his day measures more than the planting and growing
  • Let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield.
  • What shall we say, shall we call it by a name,
  • As well to count the angels dancing on a pin.
  • Water bright as the sky from which it came,
  • And the name is on the earth that takes it in.
  • We will not speak but stand inside the rain,
  • And listen to the thunder shouting I am! I am! I am! I am.
  • Nothin more, the love of the women, work of men.
  • Seasons round, creatures great and small, up and down as we rise and fall.

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