Oh well, right here in my garden,
I must plant all these seeds,
Pray the rain lightly falls, not wash away, (oh yes)
If the mornin' sun's bright,
Fertile soil is just right,
And the night, night is as warm as the day, (oh yes)

There will be Peas In The Valley, for me, someday
There will be Peas In The Valley, for me, come early June
There'll be no Jolly Green Giant, but surely, sure as can be,
There will be Peas, Peas In The Valley, for me, (Oh oh oh yes)

If the vermin are gentle,
The birds not disturb,
And the rabbits not crawl under my fence, (oh yes)
If all pests from the wild,
by my scarecrow be foiled,
I shall be fed, fed from the shelling, pods dispense, (Oh yes)

There will be Peas In The Valley, for me, someday
There will be Peas In The Valley, for me, come early June
There'll be no Jolly Green Giant, but surely, sure as can be,
There will be Peas, Peas In The Valley, for me, (Oh, oh, oh, yes)