Alison Krauss - Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn, The

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."