Lay My Lily Down

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
 Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
 Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
 To lay my Lily down
 Lay my Lily down
 The first time I saw my new-born girl
 She was pulling on her moma's hair
 The sun coming through the window
 I'd have known her anywhere
 Gonna lay my Lily down
 Lay my Lily down
 Wake up, wake up my sleeping child
 Come learn to laugh at hell
 'Cause the Pharoah's fire in your daddy's blood
 Runs in your veins as well
 The last time I saw little Lily
 She was staring at the windswept sea
 With two pearl-handled pistols
 And a banjo on her knee
 Oh, lay my Lily down
 Lay my Lily down
 Oh, lay my Lily down
 Lay my Lily down...