Down In The Co'n Fiel' - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
DOWN IN THE CO'N FIEL'. By Will & Hays. 
I see de black smoke rollin' high, 'Way down yonder in de corn-field; Dat boat am comin' by and by, 'Way down yonder in de corn-field; I hear dem engines belchin' steam; She's a-comin' whoopin' up de stream: She's gettin' warm when de whistles scream, 'Way down yonder in de corn-field-Den 
Chorus. Hanna wake me airly in de morn, I'm a-gwine down yonder to de shuckin' ob de corn; I'll nebber come home till I hear de dinner horn From 'way down yonder in de corn-field. 
I hoe de corn to de end of the row, 'Way down yonder in de corn-field; When you get to de fence den lay down your hoe, 'Wav down yonder in de corn-field; Get on de fence an' you'll see her come; Dem big wheels fillin' de rinbber wid foam; It's de Baton Rouge, and she's gwine home, 'Way down yonder in de corn field-Den- Chorus. 
Dem Anchor Line boats am fast an' fine 'Way down yonder in de corn-field; But Bixby's boat am de boss ob de line, 'Way down yonder in de corn-field; Look at de smoke and de steam she make; Catch all de fast boats-gib 'em de shake; No use talkin', for she sails for de cake, 'Way down yonder in de corn-field-Den-Chorus.