Darlin' Corey

Tell me Darlin' Corey What makes you sleep so sound? The revenue officers are coming, They're gonna tear your stillhouse down. Well the first time i seen Darlin' Corey Was sitting on the banks of the sea, Had a '44 around her body And a five string on her knee. Go away, Go away Darlin' Corey, Quit hanging... around my bed, Your liquor has ruined my body And pretty women gone to my head. Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow, Dig a hole in the cold damp ground, Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow, We're gonna lay Darlin' Corey down. Don't you hear them bluebirds singing? Don't you hear that mournful sound? They're preaching Darlin' Corey's funeral In some lonesome graveyard town. Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow, Dig a hole in the cold damp ground, Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow, We're gonna lay Darlin' Corey down.