Hank Snow - Runt Lyrics

RUNT

(Johnny McRae)

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Rough him up and shove him down make him cry when he comes around

Treat him any way you want after all he's just runt just a little runt

Runt is what they called him but his name was Buddy Grey

He lived out on Maple Street bout a mile away

Hand-me-downs were all he wore poverty and nothing more

Always someone laying for the runt

They catch him in the school year when he came out to play

Then get him in a circle where he couldn't get away

They'd shove him here and they'd shove him there

If he fell down nobody cared

Just anything to keep him scared the runt

Then one day walking home from school the teasing went just too far

They chased the runt out in the street nobody saw the car

They only heard that awful sound they saw the broken body on the ground

Then everybody gathered around the runt

They buried him on Sunday his classmates all were there

And the tears filled each and every eye when runt's mother said a prayer

Lord even though you've taken him I think I understand

He's finished the job you've sent him for and done it like you planned

If you made all people to look the same it just wouldn't be right I guess

So you put a few now and then like my little runt to bring others' happiness

His shortness makes others feel tall his weakness makes others feel strong

His features make others feel pretty and handsome

And his sadness brings others a song

So rough him up and shove him down make him cry when he comes around

Treat him any way you want but thank God for the runt

Yes thank you God for my little runt