Tell you a little story and it won't take long,
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'bout a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn.
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The reason why I never could tell,
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For that young man was always well.
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He planted his corn in the month of June --
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by July it was up to his eyes.
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Come September, came a big frost
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And all the young man's corn was lost.
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His courtship had just begun,
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..said, "Young man have you hoed some corn?"
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"Well I tried and I tried and I tried in vain,
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But I don't believe I raised one grain."
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He went downtown to his neighbor's door
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Where he had often been before,
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Sayin' "pretty little miss will you marry me?
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Little miss what will you say?"
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Instrumental
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Why do you come for me to wed?
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Can't even make your own corn grain.
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Single I am and will remain,
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A lazy man I won't maintain.
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He turned his back and walked away,
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Sayin' "Little miss you'll rue the day;
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You'll rue the day that you were born,
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For givin' me the devil cause i wouldn't hoe corn.
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The Boy Who Couldn't Hoe Corn
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| Alison Krauss |
