Frank Petr left them girls all alone
Not a penny to spend, the prairie’s dry as a bone
Tired of potatoes and them rattlesnakes
The children gotta go to work because we do what it takes
Out Here
We might get a lamb for Christmas
With the money we get from our crop
Ain’t a lot out there worth a whole lot more
We’re sod bustin’, homesteading, little dirt poor
My brother’s off to war; I work all day
When you’re eight years old, room and board is good pay
I miss my mom, my sisters, and my old dog
But, a hungry little child will find a job
Out Here
We might get a ham this Christmas
With the cash that we get from our crop
Ain’t a lot out there worth a whole lot more
We’re sod bustin’, homesteading, little dirt poor
Out Here
Years later, we return – just us two
To a one-room shack West of the Illiad school
Can’t believe we did it, old friend
Damn right we did it, and we’d do it again
Out Here
We might get a lamb for Christmas
With the money that we get from the crop
Ain’t a lot out there worth a whole lot more
We’re sod bustin’, homesteading, little dirt poor
Frank Petr left them girls all alone
Not a penny to spend, the prairie’s dry as a bone
Out Here

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