Track 6 of the live album Live at the Village Hall, Teacups Included · 2022
Rows of Beans, Rows of Pride
“A song about the allotment and the pride of a good row. We brought runner beans for the front row.”
folk-pop · allotment folk · live singalong · 2:48
Lyrics
We dug the plot when it was only weeds Borrowed a barrow and a bag of seeds Folks said it would never take But we kept turning the clay for goodness' sake Now there are rows of beans on the allotment line Sweet peas climbing in the morning shine A fence made of doors, a shed made of crates And a kettle that whistles at half past eight Stand a little taller, hold your head up high We grew this together, you and I Rows of beans and rows of pride Neighbours working side by side Nobody shouted, nobody boasted We just made something good, and it's ours, and it's rooted Old Mr Pike brings his marrow in a cart Little Ana's sunflower is a work of art We swap our onions and we share our tea And we're proud in the way that quiet people be Stand a little taller, hold your head up high We grew this together, you and I Rows of beans and rows of pride Neighbours working side by side Nobody shouted, nobody boasted We just made something good, and it's ours, and it's rooted Rain on the cabbages, sun on the gate Small things take patience, small things take weight And look what we've made with our two hands A little green country on a patch of land Stand a little taller, sing it loud and clear We grew this together, year by year Rows of beans and rows of pride Neighbours working side by side Nobody shouted, nobody boasted We just made something good, and it's ours, and it's rooted Rows of beans, rows of pride Home is where the green things hide