Unknown Artist — The Praties They Grow Small

[Verse 1] Oh, the praties they grow small Over here, over here Oh, the praties they grow small And we dig them in the fall And we eat them coats and all Over here, over here [Verse 2] Oh, I wish that we were geese Night and morn, night and morn Oh, I wish that we were geese And could live our lives in peace Till the hour of our release Eating corn, eating corn [Verse 3] Oh, we're drowning in a dust Over here, over here Oh, we're drowning in a dust But the Lord in whom we trust He'll repay us crumb for crust Over here, over here [Verse 4] Oh, the praties they grow small Over here, over here Oh, the praties they grow small And we dig them in the fall And we eat them coats and all Over here, over here [Verse 5] Oh, we're drowning in a dust Over here, over here Oh, we're drowning in a dust But the Lord in whom we trust Will repay us crumb for crust Over here, over here