The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn Lyrics - Live - Alison Krauss & Union Station

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 

And 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 neighbor'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"