The Garden
Vic Chesnutt Lyrics


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Pus on your finger, mud on your mind
The tiller is broken, your garden is crying
There's been too much rain, tomatoes they split
Spring was a beauty but she turned into a beast

Your boy is rebellious, he refuses to work
Your daughter is a fine one but allergic to dirt
The preacher came a'calling, he wants a fresh ham
Your wife she obliges, thaws the one you was saving





So you piddle in the garden, you pick at the ground
Your family is fighting, oh but you don't hear a sound

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Vic Chesnutt's "The Garden" paints a picture of a struggling gardener who is burdened with problems in both their personal and work life. The description of "pus on your finger, mud on your mind" shows the physical and mental strain the gardener is under. The broken tiller and split tomatoes indicate that the garden is not producing as it should, possibly due to the excessive rainfall. Spring, a time of beauty and growth, has turned into a beast for the gardener.


As the song continues, we are introduced to the gardener's family. The rebellious son who refuses to work and his daughter who is allergic to dirt add to the gardener's stress. The arrival of the preacher requesting a fresh ham shows the financial struggle the gardener is facing, as they are forced to sacrifice what they have saved for themselves. The final lines, "you piddle in the garden, you pick at the ground, your family is fighting, oh but you don't hear a sound," suggest that the gardener is so overwhelmed by their troubles that they are unable to fully engage with or resolve the issues at hand.


Overall, "The Garden" is a poignant portrayal of the struggle to maintain one's livelihood in the face of personal and environmental adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

Pus on your finger, mud on your mind
You are injured and your thoughts are consumed by the garden.


The tiller is broken, your garden is crying
Your tools are in disrepair and your garden is suffering.


There's been too much rain, tomatoes they split
Excess rain has caused your tomatoes to burst.


Spring was a beauty but she turned into a beast
The season started off lovely but now it has become harsh.


Your boy is rebellious, he refuses to work
Your son is defiant and refuses to help with the garden.


Your daughter is a fine one but allergic to dirt
Your daughter is wonderful but has an allergy to soil.


The preacher came a'calling, he wants a fresh ham
The religious leader has requested food from you.


Your wife she obliges, thaws the one you was saving
Your spouse defrosts the ham you had planned to save for later.


So you piddle in the garden, you pick at the ground
You are aimlessly tinkering with the garden, not achieving much.


Your family is fighting, oh but you don't hear a sound
Despite the disagreements among your loved ones, you are oblivious to the turmoil around you.




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Written by: VIC CHESNUTT

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