Come all young ladies
And listen to my song
I'll tell you 'bout a young man
That wouldn't raise corn
The reason why I cannot tell
This young man was always well
In the month of June
He planted his corn
In July he laid it by
In October there laid a frost
Seed of his corn
This young man lost
He goeth down
And he peepeth in
The weeds and the grass
Grew up to his chin
The weeds and grass
They grew so high
Caused this young man
For to cry
He goeth down
To his near neighbors land
Goin' a courtin' as I understand
Goin' a courtin'
As sure as you're born
Kind sir have you wed your corn
Yes my dear, in reply
Yes my dear I've laid it by
But it ain't worthwhile
To strive in vain
Don't believe in my soul's gonna raise one grain
Well a healthy young man
That won't raise corn
Is the laziest man who ever was born
Single I am
And single I remain
A lazy man I won't maintain
Come all young ladies
And listen to my song
I'll tell you 'bout a young man
That won't raise corn
The reason why I cannot tell
This young man was always well

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