Wake up, wake up, darling Corey, what makes you sleep so sound?
them no good dirty MIB's are comin', gonna tear your still house down

Wake up, wake up, darling Corey, quit hangin' around my bed
bad liquor has ruined my body, pretty women have killed me most dead

Wake up, wake up, darling Corey, you do the best you can
I got me another woman, you can hunt you another man

O yes, O yes, my darling, I'll do the best I can
but I never will give my pleasure to another gamblin' man

Well, the first time I seen darling Corey she was sittin' by the cliffs of the sea
she had a .45 strapped around her waist and a banjo on her knee