tell you little story and it won't take long   a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn   the reason why i never could tell   but 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 mans corn was lost      his cornship 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 downtown to his neighbors door   he had often been before   said pretty little miss will you marry me   little miss what do you see?      why do you come for me to wed   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   sayn little miss you woo the day   you woo the day that you were born   for givin me the devil cause i wouldn't hoe corn