Darlin Corey

	  		
          C 
There's a pine log shack in the mountains. That's where my Corey dwells 
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She makes the finest mash liquor. What she doesn't drink she sells 

          C 
Well, the first time I seen darlin' Corey she was weavin' through the woods 
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With a kerosene lantern on her shoulder and a satchel full of goods. 

       C 
Please do drop down next Monday. Please bring me a jug or five. 
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When the sun comes up on Tuesday don't figure to be alive. 

      C 
Don't care if you are livin'. Don't care if you are dead. 
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If you're gonna drink my product then I'm gonna take your bread. 

          C 
Well, the last time I seen darlin' Corey, she was wanderin' through the weeds 
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With a government man behind her. Gonna grab her for her deeds. 

     C 
Wake up, wake up, darlin' Corey. What makes you sleep so sound? 
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The revenue officer's a comin', gonna tear your still house down