paroles de chanson Corey, Corey - The Kingston Trio
Jack
Splittard
There′s
a
pine
log
shack
in
the
mountains.
That's
where
my
Corey
dwells.
She
makes
the
finest
mash
liquor.
What
she
doesn′t
drink
she
sells.
Well,
the
first
time
I
seen
darlin'
Corey
she
was
weavin'
through
the
woods
With
a
kerosene
lantern
on
her
shoulder
and
a
satchel
full
of
goods.
Please
do
drop
down
next
Monday.
Please
bring
me
a
jug
or
five.
When
the
sun
comes
up
on
Tuesday
don′t
figure
to
be
alive.
Don′t
care
if
you
are
livin'.
Don′t
care
if
you
are
dead.
If
you're
gonna
drink
my
product
then
I′m
gonna
take
your
bread.
(Frail,
pardner)
Well,
the
last
time
I
seen
darlin'
Corey,
she
was
wand′rin'
through
the
weeds
With
a
government
man
behind
her.
Gonna
grab
her
for
her
deeds.
Wake
up,
wake
up,
darlin'
Corey.
What
makes
you
sleep
so
sound?
The
revenue
officer′s
a
comin′,
gonna
tear
your
still
house
down.

1 Tom Dooley
2 A Worried Man
3 The Mountains O'Mourne - Remastered
4 All My Sorrows
5 Bad Man's Blunder
6 Fast Freight
7 Across The Wide Missouri
8 Sloop John B
9 Buddy Better Get On Down The Line
10 The Escape Of Old John Webb - Remastered
11 Everglades
12 Good News
13 Green Grasses
14 Hard, Ain't It Hard
15 Molly Dee
16 Remember the Alamo
17 Roving Gambler / This Train
18 A Rollin' Stone
19 The Seine
20 Raspberries Strawberries
21 When the Saints Go Marchin' In
22 Early in the Morning
23 Scarlet Ribbons
24 Bimini - Remastered
25 Blow Ye Winds
26 Colorado Trail
27 Come Along Julie
28 Get Away John
29 Goober Peas
30 Corey, Corey
31 Haul Away
32 Round About the Mountain
33 Santa Anno
34 The Tijuana Jail
35 Tomorrow Is a Long Time
36 The Unfortunate Miss Bailey
37 Wimoweh
38 Sail Away Ladies
39 I Bawled
40 San Miguel
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