Songtekst van Unknown: Famine Song Praties They Grow Small

Famine Song Praties They Grow Small


THE FAMINE SONG (Praties They Grow Small)

Oh the praties they grow small, over here (2x)
Oh the praties they grow small
And way up in Donegal
We eat them skins and all, over here, over here
We eat them skins and all, over here

Oh I wish that we were geese, night and morn, (2x)
Oh I wish that we were geese
Till the hour of our release
When we' d live and die in peace, stuffing corn, stuffing corn
When we' d live and die in peace, stuffing corn

Oh, they'll grind us into dust, over here (2x)
Oh, they'll grind us into dust,
But the Lord in whom we trust
Will return us crumb for crust, over here, over here
Will return us crumb for crust, over here
Note: Refers to the great potato famine of 1847-1848 Oddly
enough, this song is probably a parody of a song, "The
Wonderful Song of 'Over There'", published by Atwill in
1844 Another case of the parody outlasting the original In
any case, there are a large number of Ameerican parodies of
this one RG
@Irish @famine @farm @vegetable
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playexe PRATSMAL
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