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 by the banks of the sea Had a forty-four around her body And a five-string 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 damp ground Dig a hole dig a hole in the meadow We're gonna lay darling corey down. 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.