Tonight's the night our parents sow.
They plant their seeds to help us grow.
And if the plants rise long and tall,
we will have more friends next fall.
Put your shovel in the hole.
Dig with heart and dig with soul.
Lest the seed spill too fast,
think of grandma make it last.
Pass the bucket down the train.
Now we're in a sowing chain.
Squirt, squirt do a swirl,
what will grow, a boy or girl?