Darling Corey

Words & Music:

Traditional American


If you have not yet heard Crooked Still's cover of this tune, RUN to get a copy.  It is haunting.



Wake up, wake up, darling Corey.


What makes you sleep so sound?


The revenue officers are coming

                        A          D

They're gonna tear your stillhouse 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 has 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 singing for darling Corey

As we lay her in the ground.


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