Darling Corey

Wake up, wake up darling Corey
 What makes you sleep so sound
 The revenue officers are coming
 Gonna tear your still house down
 Well the first time saw darling Corey
 She was sitting on the banks of the sea
 A forty-four around her body
 And a banjo on her knee
 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
 I'm gonna lay my darling Corey down
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 Well, the next time I saw Darlin' Corey
 She was standin' at the still-house door
 Her boots and a stockin's in her hand
 Her little bare feet on the floor.
 Go away go away darling Corey
 Won't you quit hanging around my bed
 Corn liquor's has ruined my body
 Pretty women have gone to my head
 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
 I'm gonna lay my darling Corey down
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 Can't you hear those bluebirds a singing
 Crying that mournful sound
 They're preaching Corey's funeral
 In some lonesome graveyard ground
 So wake up wake up Darlin Corey
 Go on and get me my gun
 I'm no man for fightin'
 I'll die before I run
 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
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 I'm gonna lay my darling Corey down