Cora Is Gone

Flatt & Scruggs

Key <Eb>

1951

Wence through the night blowing so lonesome
Singing to me a song
A whippoorwill call is just a reminder
Pretty girls to a heart made of stone

Awake with the blues at dawn
My darling Cora is gone
I don't know why she told me goodbye
But my darling Cora is gone

The ring that she wears I bought for her finger
Purchased her raiment so fine
Gave her my last green back dollar
And now she's left me behind

Drifting along like a brush on a river
Caring not where I roam
Going to live in a deep forest
Dark hollow will be my new home

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