Darling Corey

Well the first time I seen darling Corey

She was sitting on the banks of the sea

Had a forty-four around her body

And a banjo on her knee

Go away go away darling Corey

Quit hanging around my bed

Your liquor has ruined my body

Pretty women 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

Gonna lay darling Corey down

Can't you hear those bluebirds a singing

Don't you hear that mournful sound

They're preaching darling Corey's funeral

In some lonesome graveyard ground

Wake up wake up Darlin Corey

And go get me my gun

I ain't no man for fightin'

But I'll die before I run