Peas In The Garden

[Verse] In the morning light, I walk the rows, With my worn-out boots and my old straw hat, There's a little patch, where the green vine grows, And my heart feels right, ain't nothing better than that. [Verse 2] The summer sun, well it bakes the field, But those pea pods thrive, strong and free, I pick 'em fresh, what a tasty yield, From that humble patch, oh it’s good for me. [Chorus] Oh, peas in the garden, sweet and green, Little treasures of the earth, oh they glean, They remind me of the simple ways, Harvest love in early days. [Verse 3] Grandma taught me how to work this plot, Her hands so steady, eyes so wise, With every seed, a lesson taught, In this land where our memories lie. [Verse 4] By the fence, a wagon takes a rest, Full of peas and tales, they tell, From farm to table, we’re blessed, With these little jewels, our hearts they swell. [Chorus] Oh, peas in the garden, sweet and green, Little treasures of the earth, oh they glean, They remind me of the simple ways, Harvest love in early days.