Well, wake up, wake up Darlin' Cory What makes you sleep so sound? Them revenue officers are comin' Gon' tear your house down
Well, the first time I saw Darlin' Cory She was standin' at the banks of the sea Forty-four pistol around her waist Banjo on her knee
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; Gon' lay Cory down
Well, can't you hear them bluebirds singin'? They're singin' that mournful sound Preachin' Cory's funeral In some lonesome graveyard town
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; Gon' lay Cory downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.