Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
The Praties
(A7) |
Dm |
Bb |
Oh, the |
praties they grow |
small, |
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Gm |
Dm |
Over |
here, over |
here, |
Oh the praties they grow small,
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Gm |
A7 |
And we |
dig them in the |
Fall, |
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Bb |
Dm |
And we |
eat them coats and |
all, |
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Gm |
Bb |
Dm |
Over |
here, over |
here |
. |
Oh I wish that we were geese,
Night and morn, night and morn,
Oh I wish that we were geese,
For they fly and take their ease,
And they live and die in peace,
Eatin' corn, eatin' corn.
Oh we're trampled in the dust,
Over here, over here,
Oh we're trampled in the dust,
But the Lord in whom we trust
Will give us crumb for crust,
Over here, over here.