THE LITTLE LAND
As sung by Malvina Reynolds on "Another Country Heard From" (1960)

In our land Ireland, in our land Ireland, the leprechauns abound.
They'll draggle dazzle you and promise you and take you by the hand
Into their little land underneath the ground.

When you're in the little land, they fill your hands with gold.
You think you stay for just a day; you come out bent and old.

CHORUS: Deadlies Dead leaves in your pockets!
Oh, my enchanted, have a care!
Run, run from the little folk,
Or you'll have deadlies dead leaves in your pockets and snowflakes on your hair.

When you're in the little land, you watch the wee folk play.
You see them through a game or two; you come out old and gray. CHORUS

Lights shining in the little land from diamonds on the wall,
But when you're back on the brown hillside, it's cold pebbles after all. CHORUS

Music in the little land, it makes the heart rejoice.
It charms your ear so you cannot hear the sound of your true-love's voice. CHORUS

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Malvina: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eXQOJ2AeBTo

Limeliters: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YQdpvO4s_w