The Weavers
The Weavers - Darling Corey songtekst
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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've seen darling Corey She was standing by the sea Had a forty-four strapped around her bosom She had a banjo on her knee Wake up, wake up, darling Corey What makes you sleep so sound? The revenue officers are coming Gonna tear your still house down Go away, go away, darling Corey Quit hanging around my bed Bad liquor had ruined my body Pretty women gone to my head Oh yes, oh yes, my darling I'll do the best I can But I'll never deal my pleasure To another gambling man 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