"The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn" lyrics
Alison Krauss & Union Station Lyrics
"The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn"
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 down town to his neighbour's door
Where he had often been before
Saying, "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 cornbread
"Single I am, and will remain
"A lazy man, I won't maintain."
He turned his back and walked away
Saying, "Little miss, you'll rue the day
"You'll rue the day that you were born
"For giving me the devil 'cause I wouldn't hoe corn."
Thanks to jimkey@midsouth.rr.com for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Jerry (usa 3) Douglas, Patrick Brayer, Barry Bales, Alison Krauss, Ron Block, Dan (t) Tyminski
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album:
"New Favorite" (2001)
compilation:
"Live" (2002)
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