Wake up, wake up, darling Corey
What makes you sleep so sound
The revenue officers are coming
They're fonna tear your still-house down
Well the first time I seen darling Corey
She was sitting by the banks of the sea
Had a forty-four around her body
And a five-string on her knee
* Refrain
Go away, go away darling Corey
Quit hanging around my bed
Your liquor has urined my body
Pretty women gone to my head
* Refrain
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold damp ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
We're gonna lay darling Corey down
* Refrain
Can't you hear them bluebirds a-singing
Don't you hear that mournful sound
They're preaching darling Corey's funeral
In some lonesome graveyard ground
* Refrain