Letras
I'll tell you a little story and it won't take long
About a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn
The reason why I never could tell
For that young man was always well
Come September, there came a big frost
And all the young man's corn was lost
Well, his corn ship 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 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"
Well, 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"