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