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...