These summer winds are blowin'
That red hot sun is takin' its toll
The only thing that can pick me up
Is a great big glorious pot of gold
I want sweet corn for dinner,
sweet corn to feed my soul
Sweet corn, been waiting all summer
Little bit of butter and a pinch
And a drop on top of tea,
Well, I want sweet corn for dinner
Sweet corn to feed my soul
Sweet corn been waiting all summer
Little bit of butter and a pinch
Roll by, roll by, roll by, roll
Every little curl has got to go
Roll by, roll by, roll by, ray
The sun goes down on a perfect day
We got sweet corn, sweet corn
For dinner, sweet corn to feed my soul
We got lemon tea for sippin'
Oh my, I got a hangerin' for sweet corn
I want sweet corn, sweet corn
Free my soul, sweet corn, sweet corn
Been a long summer, little bit of butter
And a pinch of salt and pepper
And a drop or two of sweet
pinch of salt and pepper,
no low kettle, free or whole,
It might be a week of sweet corn.
Row by row by row by row,
Row by row by row by row,