Luyện nghe bài hát The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn

Tell you a story and it won't take long
'Bout a lazy farmer who hoe his corn
The reason why I never tell
For young man was always well

He his corn in the month of June
And by July it was up to his
Come September, came a big
And all the young man's was lost

His story, kith, had begun
Said, "Young man, you hoed some corn?"
"Well, I tried and I tried, and I in vain
But I don't I raised no grain"

He went down to his neighbor's door
he had often been before
Sayin', "Pretty miss, will you marry me?"
miss what do you say?"

"Why do you come for me to
You, can't even make your own corn
I am and will remain
A man, I won't maintain"

He turned his back and away
Sayin', "Little miss, rue the day
rue the day that you were born
For givin' me the devil, 'cos I hoe corn"