

(ahhhh) Beneath the heavy soil
In shadow, cold and deep
A tiny form in toil Awakens from its sleep
Oh, behold the lean green bean Smallest sprout you've ever seen
Reaching up to touch the sky
(rising up)
No mighty oak can match This slender,
growing thread
A little garden patch Becomes a royal bed
Oh, behold the lean green bean Smallest sprout you've ever seen Reaching
up to touch the sky
(soaring high)
And so it grows... (ahhhh)