And I've been knocking
Most all the day
And I've been knocking
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Oh, and I've been calling

We hear, we hear your name
Oh, hey hey Johnny
A gardener like that one, no one can replace
But no one answers
Can't you come out to play

Who lived here
Oh, and I've been calling
Now we pray for rain and with every drop that falls
Who lived there
And I've been knocking
Can't you come out, can't you come out to play
This little empty garden by the brownstone door
Johnny, can't you come out to play in your empty garden
Some say he farmed his best in younger years

Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
And what's it for
I found an empty garden among the flagstones there
Johnny, can't you come out to play in your empty garden
Johnny, can't you come out to play in your empty garden

And through their tears
And I've been knocking
Who lived here

Oh, hey hey Johnny
And I've been knocking
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot

He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Most all the day
Oh, hey hey Johnny
And I've been knocking
Oh, and I've been calling
Can't you come out to play

Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And we are so amazed, we're crippled and we're dazed
Most all the day

Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop

But no one answers
But no one answers

And now it all looks strange

...
But he'd have said that roots grow stronger if only he could hear
It's funny how one insect can damage so much grain