Sung by: J.A. Latham
Recorded in Batesville, AR 8/15/61

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Come, all you jolly boys and listen to my song
About the young man that wouldn’t weed his corn.
Oh, the reason why I never could tell,
For this young man, he was always well.

He went to the fence and he peeped in.
The grass and the weeds was up to his chin.
Oh, the grass and the weeds, how they did grow,
For this young man wouldn’t go in with his hoe.

In the month of June they were half leg high,
And in July he laid it by,
And in September there came a big frost.
The seed of the corn this young man lost.

Oh, right a-courting he did go
To the nearest neighbor’s house, as you might suppose,
And in the conversation as they went along,
Says she, “Young man, have you weeded out your corn?”

“Yes, oh, yes,” was the quick reply.
“Yes, oh, yes, I have laid it by,
But it ain’t worthwhile to work in vain.
I don’t believe I’ll make a flat grain.”

“Then, young man, why’d you ask me to wed,
When you say you wouldn’t make your bread?
Oh, single I am, and single I’ll remain.
A lazy man I won’t maintain.

“Oh, in my orchard there is a fruit tree.
Such fine fruit this tree does yield,
And if next year is a good fruit year,
I’ll make ten barrels of persimmon beer.”

Also found in Randolph, Vol. III, #441, “The Lazy Young Man.”

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