V1
Don’t let your tree standing by the waters be blown down
Don’t let a faux strongman show drive you off your ground
Some are kneeling to hail the circus trains
Is Zepplinfeld where they want to watch their games
V2
You don’t need no talking heads telling you to drive their wedge
Just put your plow down in the ground along the honeysuckled hedge
Your mule will go if you point the way
Rowing up on your own, now that’s an honest day
Chorus
Gotta plow your mule, better turn your ground
Dig down deep in the dirt that’s where the sweet thing is found
Gotta plow your mule, better lean in tall
Consecrate your field to reap well in fall
Gotta turn turn turn turn your ground
Gotta turn turn turn turn your ground
V3
Take off your VR visors baby stick your head out in the world
Why do they care where you pee in the pot, whether you like boys or girls
Show um both cheeks say yes when they say no
Mixing the seeds a stronger crop will grow.
Chorus
Bridge
Reach down deep with your own hands sow a better sound
Not screams of fears or fanatical cheers those are voices of the crowd
But the beauty of your own simple song that need not be so loud
Turn turn turn turn your ground
V4
Take off the silly threadbare suit of the corporate clown
Beware the man will want your head if you don’t keep it down
But if you feel it say you won’t yield
Time is slipping by, time to till your fallow field
Chorus ( Altered )
Gotta plow your mule better turn your ground
Dig down deep in the dirt that’s where the sweet thing is found
Gotta plow your mule better lean in tall
Consecrate your field to reap well in fall
Gotta turn turn turn turn your ground
Turn turn turn turn your ground
Reach down deep with your own hands sow a better sound
Turn turn turn turn your ground
Turn turn turn turn your ground