Chords for The Brothers Four 1963 'Darlin' Corey'
Tempo:
133.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
E
D
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] And now, [D] ladies and gents, we present the Brothers [G] Four singing Don Corey!
[Am] Don Corey!
[A]
Wake up, wake up!
Don Corey!
What makes you sleep so sound?
The [A] revenue [G] officers are coming
For to tear your steel house down!
[G]
[A]
The first time I saw Don Corey
She was sitting by the sea
Had a pistol strapped about [G] her body
Had [A] a banjo on her knee
Go away, go away!
Don Corey!
With a hand wound by a pen
Driving me crazy
On rakers killing me dead
The
[G] [A]
last time I seen Don Corey
Had a dram glass in her hand
She was trying to drive away [G] her troubles
[A] With a rambling, gambling plan
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in [G] the meadow
Just to [A] lay poor Corey down
Oh, listen to the bluebirds a singing
Don't you hear that mournful [A] sound?
They're a preaching to [G] Corey's funeral
In that molesome graveyard grounds
Wake up, wake up!
Don Corey!
What makes you sleep so sound?
The revenue officers are coming
[A] For to tear your steel house down!
[N]
[Am] Don Corey!
[A]
Wake up, wake up!
Don Corey!
What makes you sleep so sound?
The [A] revenue [G] officers are coming
For to tear your steel house down!
[G]
[A]
The first time I saw Don Corey
She was sitting by the sea
Had a pistol strapped about [G] her body
Had [A] a banjo on her knee
Go away, go away!
Don Corey!
With a hand wound by a pen
Driving me crazy
On rakers killing me dead
The
[G] [A]
last time I seen Don Corey
Had a dram glass in her hand
She was trying to drive away [G] her troubles
[A] With a rambling, gambling plan
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in [G] the meadow
Just to [A] lay poor Corey down
Oh, listen to the bluebirds a singing
Don't you hear that mournful [A] sound?
They're a preaching to [G] Corey's funeral
In that molesome graveyard grounds
Wake up, wake up!
Don Corey!
What makes you sleep so sound?
The revenue officers are coming
[A] For to tear your steel house down!
[N]
Key:
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[E] And now, [D] ladies and gents, we present the Brothers [G] Four singing Don Corey!
_ [Am] Don Corey! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Wake up, wake _ up! _
_ _ _ _ _ Don Corey!
_ _ _ _ _ What makes you sleep so sound?
The [A] revenue [G] officers are coming _ _ _
For to tear your steel house down! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The first time I saw Don Corey
She was sitting by the sea
Had a pistol strapped about [G] her body
Had [A] a banjo on her knee
Go away, go _ away!
Don Corey!
_ With a hand wound by a pen
_ _ _ Driving me crazy
On rakers killing me _ _ dead _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
last time I seen _ _ _ _ Don Corey
_ Had a dram glass in her hand
She was trying to drive away [G] her troubles _ _ _ _
[A] With a rambling, gambling plan
Dig a hole, dig a hole _ in the meadow
_ Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in [G] the meadow
_ _ _ _ Just to [A] lay poor Corey _ down
Oh, listen to the bluebirds a singing
Don't you hear that mournful [A] sound?
They're a preaching to [G] Corey's funeral
_ In that molesome graveyard _ grounds
Wake up, wake _ _ _ up! _ _ _ _
Don Corey!
_ What makes you sleep so sound?
_ The revenue officers are coming _ _ _ _
[A] For to tear your steel house down! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [Am] Don Corey! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Wake up, wake _ up! _
_ _ _ _ _ Don Corey!
_ _ _ _ _ What makes you sleep so sound?
The [A] revenue [G] officers are coming _ _ _
For to tear your steel house down! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The first time I saw Don Corey
She was sitting by the sea
Had a pistol strapped about [G] her body
Had [A] a banjo on her knee
Go away, go _ away!
Don Corey!
_ With a hand wound by a pen
_ _ _ Driving me crazy
On rakers killing me _ _ dead _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
last time I seen _ _ _ _ Don Corey
_ Had a dram glass in her hand
She was trying to drive away [G] her troubles _ _ _ _
[A] With a rambling, gambling plan
Dig a hole, dig a hole _ in the meadow
_ Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in [G] the meadow
_ _ _ _ Just to [A] lay poor Corey _ down
Oh, listen to the bluebirds a singing
Don't you hear that mournful [A] sound?
They're a preaching to [G] Corey's funeral
_ In that molesome graveyard _ grounds
Wake up, wake _ _ _ up! _ _ _ _
Don Corey!
_ What makes you sleep so sound?
_ The revenue officers are coming _ _ _ _
[A] For to tear your steel house down! _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _