Besedila: Flatt and Scruggs. Cora Is Gone.

The wind through the night is blowing so lonesome
Singing to me a song
A whippoorwill call is just a reminder
Pretty girls have hearts made of stone

I'll wake 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

I'll wake 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

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

I'll wake 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