Chris Janson - Corn Lyrics
Yeah said the red man said to the white manIf you’re gonna survive in this new landIt’s gonna take a little more than all the gun powderAnd lead you can float on that big MayflowerIt’s gonna take more than that flag on this rocky shoreHere’s you some cornCleared them a field and hoed some rowsHe put up a fence and built an old scarecrowNow here we are four hundred long years laterYeah we’re coast to coast, ten billion acresFrom California down to Florida to New YorkYeah we just covered in cornYeah we box it, stalk it, microwave and pop itBoil it after we shuck it out on the front porchSome steam it, cream it, sack it up and feed itTo the chickens, cows, sows and the wild boarsAh thank the Lord for cornNow white lightnin’ struck here in TennesseeThe night a hillbilly stumbled on a recipeYeah dropped a cob or two in sugar and waterHe boiled it and ran it through a roll of copperHe took a swig and wound up face down on the floorBlamed it on the cornYeah we box it, stalk it, microwave and pop itBoil it after we shuck it out on the front porchSome steam it, cream it, sack it up and feed itTo the chickens, cows, sows and the wild boarsAh thank the Lord for cornYeah we box it, stalk it, microwave and pop itBoil it after we shuck it out on the front porchSome steam it, cream it, sack it up and feed itTo the chickens, cows, sows and the wild boarsAh thank the Lord for corn, ah yeahThank God for the corn farmers in this countryAnd the Co-Op, and the Tractor SupplyAnd all them Mom and Pop grocery storesFor keepin’ us in corn
