Bruce Hornsby - Darlin' Corey lyrics

Wake up, wake up darling Corey What makes you sleep so sound The revenue officers are coming They're gonna tear your still house down. 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...