Ricky Skaggs & Bruce Hornsby - Darling 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...