| Well the farmer John and the farmer Jane
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| With the help of the sun and the falling rain
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| They’re growin' it right—naturally!
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| Usin' the ways both the tried and true
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| Like grandma, grandpa used to do
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| Growin' our food—naturally!
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| Well it looks so good and it tastes good too!
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| How do they do what they do do do?
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| They’re growin' it right—naturally!
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| They grow the apple-est apples and the bean-iest beans
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| The yellowest yellows and the greeniest greens
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| The yam-iest yams that you ever did see
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| And the corn-iest corn
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| Yooo hoo hoo
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| Well, somethings rottin' in the compost pile
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| Nature turns it all worthwhile
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| Makin' good soil—naturally!
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| Now see that soil with the good manure?
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| It’s living and it’s so darn pure
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| Feed the earth—naturally!
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| Oh, the good bugs chase the pests away
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| In the deep of night, in the light of day
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| Guarding our food—naturally!
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| We’ve got the tastiest, juiciest, scrumptious, the yummiest
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| The oh so good from your mouth to your tummy-est
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| Fruity-est fruit that you ever did see!
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| And the corny-est corn
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| And the cranniest cran—(berries that is!)
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| Oh, very funny!
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| Well the farmer John and the farmer Jane
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| With the help of the sun and the falling rain
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| They’re growin' it right—naturally!
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| Now, they’re using the ways both the tried and true
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| Like grandma, grandpa used to do
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| Growin' our food—naturally!
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| They’re doin' it right—naturally!
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| They’re growin' our food—naturally!
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| Oh, the bite-iest bites, yummiest yums, grub-iest grub, piennious pienny,
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| base-iest bass, silliest song, corniest corn
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| And the cranniest cran—(berries, that is!) |