Josey Wales - Throw Me Corn

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Now this one’s called the computer corn
Originate by I, man
Each and every hour!
Lawwwd!
Wha' dem say, star?
I say, me throw mi corn a door and me nuh call no fowl
Suppose you want to pick it up, it’s your business
Oh yeah
It is you
I’m talking to
Lawwwd
What a whole heap of corn
Yes, and what a whole heap of corn
I say, me go inna the field, them growing corn
Go inna the dance, them a sell me roast corn
Go a supermarket, them a sell me popcorn
What a whole heap of corn
And what a whole heap of corn
Lawwwd
Wild corn
Roast corn
Bean corn
Crushed corn
Cyan take corn, so you mustn’t throw corn
What a whole heap of corn
And yes, what a whole heap of corn
I say, me throw mi corn a door and me nuh call no fowl
Suppose you want to pick it up, it’s your business
Oh yeah
It is you
I’m talking to
Lawwwd
What a whole heap of corn
Wha-da-da-da-dang
What a whole heap of corn
Wha-da-da-da-dang
Run inna di market, dem a sell me roast corn
We go a supermarket fi go buy popcorn
A man a informer, we call him con
Babylon a fire shot, and then we call it corn
Step pon mi toe, «mind you hurt up mi corn!»
Boil up mi porridge with mi Hominy corn
Give it to mi young baby weh just born
The way him belly full, him just a lay down and yawn
What a whole heap of corn
What a whole heap of corn, hey!
Me throw mi corn a door and me nuh call no fowl
Suppose you want to pick it up, it’s your business
Oh yeah
It is you
I’m talking to
Lawwwd
What a whole heap of corn
I tell you, what a whole heap of corn
Yes!
Boiled corn
Roast corn
Crushed corn
Bean corn
Me go inna the field fi go plant the corn
Inna supermarket where them sell popcorn
Me go inna the dance, them a sell me boiled corn
What a whole heap of corn
Yes, and what a whole heap of corn
But if you cyan take corn, man, you mustn’t throw corn
A man an informer, we call him con
Dedicated to the pickney dem, Lawd, weh just born
Jean, Sharon, Jennifer, and Dawn
Whole of dem a come and dem a skank to the corn
What a whole heap of corn
Yes, what a whole heap of corn
Yes
Mi say, mi fowl inna mi yard mi haffi give crushed corn
Mi boil up porridge with mi Hominy corn
A man an informer, we call him con
Dedicated to the people dem inna di land
What a whole heap of corn
Yes, and what a whole heap of corn
It is you
I’m talking to
Lawwwd
What a whole heap of corn
Yes!
Because me go a supermarket fi go buy popcorn
Mi go inna the dance, them a sell mi boiled corn
A dread outta road, and him roast pure corn
What a whole heap of corn
What a whole heap of corn
For me say, corn outta door
Me say, corn pon street
Them never gwan so.