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

Tell you a story an' it won't take long
'Bout a farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn
The why I never could tell
For that young man was always

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

His courtship had just
Said, "Young man, have you hoed corn?"
"Well I tried an' I an' I tried in vain
But I believe I raised one grain"

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

"Why do you for me to wed?
You can't even make own corn grain
I am an' will remain
A lazy man, I maintain"

He turned his an' walked away
Sayin', "Little miss, rue the day
You'll rue the day you were born
For givin' me the Devil I wouldn't hoe corn"