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Compost Pile
Rhythm Guitar, Percussion and Vocals : Mark Fulwider;
Electric Guitar: Phil Giordano;
Final Mix: Phil Giordano;
Lyrics and Music © 2006 Jack Helser & Mark Fulwider;
Sound Recording © 2006 Vjam Band
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» highest in charts: # 501 (47,103 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 93 (5,960 songs currently listed in Country > Christian Country)
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About the song
JackH wrote these lyrics after hearing a friend joke about feeling buried up to their ears in garbage, only the word wasn't garbage. As often as the Bible refers to God as a gardener and to people as his planting, this song seems appropriate.
Lyrics
When it feels like yer in it to yer ears
When the stench of it brings ya to tears
Just remember who the Gardener is and smile
Just smile
When the worms are nibblin' at yer toes
And the blow flies are landin' on yer nose
Remember who the Gardener is and smile
Just smile
When the buzzards are circling overhead
And it looks like you've been left for dead
Remember who the Gardener is and smile
Just smile
Just smile
Cause He's working on your compost pile
He's working on your compost pile
When your limbs are being pruned
And He's spreading number two
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer branches have been cut
And yer heaped in you know what
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer feeling like a stump
You'll bear fruit that's nice and plump
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When your limbs are being pruned
And He's spreading number two
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer branches have been cut
And yer heaped in you know what
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer feeling like a stump
You'll bear fruit that's nice and plump
So remember who the Gardener is
Remember who the Gardner is
And smile
When the stench of it brings ya to tears
Just remember who the Gardener is and smile
Just smile
When the worms are nibblin' at yer toes
And the blow flies are landin' on yer nose
Remember who the Gardener is and smile
Just smile
When the buzzards are circling overhead
And it looks like you've been left for dead
Remember who the Gardener is and smile
Just smile
Just smile
Cause He's working on your compost pile
He's working on your compost pile
When your limbs are being pruned
And He's spreading number two
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer branches have been cut
And yer heaped in you know what
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer feeling like a stump
You'll bear fruit that's nice and plump
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When your limbs are being pruned
And He's spreading number two
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer branches have been cut
And yer heaped in you know what
He's just working on your compost pile
Working on your compost pile
When yer feeling like a stump
You'll bear fruit that's nice and plump
So remember who the Gardener is
Remember who the Gardner is
And smile
