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

To lay my Lily down

Lay my Lily down

The first time I saw my new-born girl

She was pulling on her moma's hair

The sun coming through the window

I'd have known her anywhere



Gonna lay my Lily down

Lay my Lily down

Wake up, wake up my sleeping child

Come learn to laugh at hell

'Cause the Pharoah's fire in your daddy's blood

Runs in your veins as well



The last time I saw little Lily

She was staring at the windswept sea

With two pearl-handled pistols

And a banjo on her knee



Oh, lay my Lily down

Lay my Lily down

Oh, lay my Lily down

Lay my Lily down...