Darlin' Corey Songtext
von Blossomin' Bone

Wake up, wake up darlin′ Corey
What's got you sleepin′ so well
Them devils they are coming
They're gonna take you straight down to hell

Dig a hole in the marshland
Dig a hole in the mud
Dig a hole in that forest
I'm gonna carve darlin′ in the stone


Oh the first time I saw her
She was sittin′ in a boxcar door
A bindle over her shoulder
And her sign read darlin's poor

The next time that I saw her
She was buskin′ on the street
A forty ounce sat by her side
And a banjo across her knee

The last time I saw her
Had a shotgun guarding her still
Cookin' that corn liquor
Down the road from that paper mill