The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn

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"