My pocketbook full of money,
My friends are all standing around.
My pocketbook are empty
And I ain't got a friend to be mine (found)
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed,
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
I dreamed little Bessy was dead.
Go dig me a hole in the meadow
Go dig me a hole in the ground.
Go dig me a hole in the meadow
When I lie this poor gambler down.
| The first time I saw Darling Corie
She had a dram glass (in her hand)
Drinking away her trouble
And a-going with a gambling man.
The next time I saw darling Corie
She had a sweet smile on her face.
Drinking away her troubles
And a-going in another girl's place. |
