Maxi Priest - Throw Me Corn
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Oh well, boy
Throw me corn me never call no fowl
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Oh well, boy
Just like my father used to have a farm over yard, yeah
I as a youth used to buy the bags of seeds
To throw amongst the fields, oh well boy
By the end of the season
Every one is looking for feed, oh yeah
What you sow, you reap
What you reap, you eat, you know, oh yeah
What you sow, you reap
What you reap, you eat, you know, oh yeah
Throw me corn me never call no fowl
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Oh well, boy
Throw me corn me never call no fowl
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Oh well, boy
Just like the old days
We used to work so hard, over yard, yeah
We used to dig so deep
To plant ???
Inna the field, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yes upon our heads
We carry the load to town, oh yeah, oh yeah
Dollar fifty a pound
What you don't sell you take home
Dollar fifty a pound
What you don't sell you take home
Dollar fifty a pound
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Throw me corn me never call no fowl
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Oh well, boy
Throw me corn me never call no fowl
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Oh yeah
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
Suppose you wanna pick it up, it's your business
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