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 I seen darling Corey She was standing by the sea Had a forty-four strapped across her bosom Had a banjo on her knee Go away, go away, darling Corey Quit hanging around my bed Bad liquor ruined my body Pretty women gone to my head Oh yes, oh yes, my darlin' I'll do the best I can But I'll never take my pleasure With another gamblin' man Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold ground Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow Gonna lay darling Corey down