Bob Weir - Lay My Lily Down текст песни

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
To lay my Lily down
Lay my Lily down
The first time I saw my new-born girl
She was pulling on her moma’s hair
The sun coming through the window
I’d have known her anywhere
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
To lay my Lily down
Lay my Lily down
Lay my Lily down*
Wake up, wake up my sleeping child
Come learn to laugh at hell
'Cause the Pharoah’s fire in your daddy’s blood
Runs in your veins as well
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Oh, lay my Lily down
Lay my Lily down
The last time I saw little Lily
She was staring at the windswept sea
With two pearl-handled pistols
And a banjo on her knee
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
To lay my Lily down
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Oh, lay my Lily down
Oh, lay my Lily down
Lay my Lily down
Oh, lay my Lily down
Lay my Lily down…