Darling Cora

Go dig a hole in the mead-ow,
Go dig a hole in the ground.
Go dig a hole in the mead-ow,
Let me lay darling Corie down. down.

2

The first time I saw darling Corie,
She was standing on the banks by the sea,
With a .44 buckled around her,
And a banjo on her knee.

3

Go away, go away, darling Corie,
And do and best you can.
I will get me another woman,
And you can get you another man.

4

The last time I saw darling Corie,
She had a .44 in her hand,
Kill that revenue officer,
That took away her man.

5

Go away, go away, darling Corie,
Quit your hanging around my bed.
Whiskey has ruined my body,
Pretty woman has killed me stone dead.
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