You've been a fool and so have i   But come I'll be your wife   And let us try before we die   To make some sense of life   We're neither pure nor wise nor good   We'll do the best we know   We'll build our house and chop our wood   And make our garden grow   And make our garden grow      I thought the world was sugar cake   For so our master said   But now I'll teach my hands to bake   Our loaf of daily bread   We're neither pure nor wise nor good   We'll do the best we know   We'll build house and chop our wood   And make our garden grow   And make our garden grow      Let dreamers dream what worlds they please   Those edens can't be found   The sweetest flowers   The fairest trees   Are grown in solid ground   We're neither pure nor wise nor good   We'll do the best we know   We'll build our house and chop our wood   And make our garden grow   And make our garden grow