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°¡¼ö: Alison Krauss


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,
For 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 courtship 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 one grain."

He went downtown to his neighbor's door
Where he had often been before,
Sayin' "pretty little miss will you marry me?
Little miss what will you say?"

Instrumental

Why do you come for me to wed?
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 cause i wouldn't hoe corn.

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The Boy Who Couldn't Hoe Corn
Alison Krauss



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