The Garden Gang Verse 1 Momma planted green beans, onions, lettuce in a row,Said, "This year's gonna be different," but she should've known.By Tuesday all the rabbits had a meeting in the yard,Passin' out little maps and workin' security cards. The deer came over after dark, jumped the fence with ease,Acted like they owned the place and ate whatever they pleased.One buck looked straight at Mama while he chewed a cucumber,Had the nerve to wink at her like a smooth-talking lover. ChorusThere's a garden gang operating just outside of town,They've got rabbits on lookout and the deer runnin' around.The raccoons hit the chicken coop about a quarter after nine,And the armadillo's digging tunnels underneath the property line.Mama's out there every morning trying to uphold the law,But the wildlife keeps on winning by a paw and claw.Yeah, she's sheriff of the backyard but everybody knows,The garden gang controls the rows. Verse 2The ants built a subdivision by the sunflowers one spring,Three stories and a food court and a tiny wedding ring.They moved into the flower beds and paid no property tax,When Mama sprayed eviction notices they just kept coming back. Now the chickens file complaints every single day,Saying snakes are lurking somewhere near the place they lay.The hens all hold emergency meetings in the coop,While a raccoon mastermind is planning another scoop. ChorusThere's a garden gang operating just outside of town,They've got rabbits on lookout and the deer runnin' around.The raccoons hit the chicken coop about a quarter after nine,And the armadillo's digging tunnels underneath the property line.Mama's out there every morning trying to uphold the law,But the wildlife keeps on winning by a paw and claw.Yeah, she's sheriff of the backyard but everybody knows,The garden gang controls the rows. BridgeShe bought repellents, traps, and fences, gadgets by the score,The critters held a yard sale and sold them back next door.A rabbit drove an ATV, a raccoon wore a hat,The deer were playing poker while the chickens tattled on the cat. Final ChorusThere's a garden gang operating twenty-four seven now,The deer are eating lettuce while the rabbits take a bow.The armadillo's landscaping and the ants collect the fees,The raccoons run the nightlife and the snakes do as they please.Mama keeps on planting though she's lost a crop or two,'Cause she ain't ever met a critter she was scared to battle through.One day she'll claim victory, or so she always says,Right before a rabbit steals her cabbage head. OutroLast I heard the wildlife held elections in the spring...And Mama lost the garden by one vote—Cast by a chicken.
