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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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 story, kith, 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 no grain."
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He went down town to his neighbour'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 do you say?"
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"Why do you come for me to wed?
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"You, 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 'cos I wouldn't hoe corn."
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The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn
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| Alison Krauss & Union Station |
