The Boy Who Wouldn T Hoe Corn lyrics

Tell You a little story and it won`t take long,
`Bout a lazy farmer who wouldn`t hoe his corn.
The reason why I never could tell,
That young man was always well.

He planted his corn in the month of June.
By July it was up to his eyes.
Come September, came a big frost.
And all the young man`s corn was lost.

His story, kith, had just begun.
Said: `Young man, have you hoed some corn?`
`Well I tried and I tried, and I tried in vain.
`But I don`t believe I raised no grain.`

He went down town to his neighbour`s door.
Where he had often been before.
Sayin`: `Pretty little miss, will you marry me?`
`Little miss what do you say?`

`Why do you come for me to wed?
`You, can`t even make your own corn grain.
`Single I am, and will remain.
`A lazy man, I won`t maintain.`

He turned his back and walked away.
Sayin: `Little miss, you`ll rue the day.
`You`ll rue the day that you were born.
`For givin` me the devil `cos I wouldn`t hoe corn.`