Michael Daves - Darling Corey (Bluegrass) Lyrics

Well the first time I saw darling Corey, I was standing on the banks of the sea
With a pistol around her body and a banjo on her knee

Dig a hole dig a hole in the middle
Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle
Gonna lay darling Corey down

Wake up, wake up darling Corey
What makes you sleep so sound?
Well the highway robbers are coming
Gonna burn you playhouse down

Dig a hole dig a hole in the middle
Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle
Gonna lay darling Corey down

Wake up, wake up darling Corey
Go get me my gun
Well I ain't a man for trouble
But I'll die before I run

Dig a hole dig a hole in the middle
Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle
Gonna lay darling Corey down

Can't you hear those bluebirds singing?
Can't you hear that mournful sound?
They're holding Corey's funeral
In some lonesome graveyard around

Dig a hole dig a hole in the middle
Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle
Gonna lay darling Corey down

Dig a hole dig a hole in the middle
Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the middle
Gonna lay darling Corey down