CORY IS GONE


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THE WIND THROUGH THE NIGHT IS BLOWING SO LONESOME
SINGING TO ME A SONG 
THE WHIPPORWILL'S CALL IS JUST A REMINDER
MY DARLING CORY IS GONE

THE RING THAT SHE WEARS I BOUGHT FOR HER FINGER
I PURCHASED HER RAINMENT SO FINE
I GAVE HER MY LAST GREENBACK DOLLAR
AND NOW SHE'S LEFT ME BEHIND

DRIFTING ALONG LIKE BRUSH ON A RIVER
CARING NOT WHERE I ROAM
GOING TO LIVE IN THE DARK FOREST
DARK HOLLOW WILL BE MY NEW HOME