Lay My Lily Down - Bob Weir
Written by：Bob Weir/Josh Ritter/Josh Kaufman
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
To lay my Lily down
The first time I saw my new born girl
She was pulling on her mama'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
To lay my Lily down
Wake up wake up my sleeping child
Come and learn to laugh at hell
'Cause the feral 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
To lay my Lily down
To 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
To lay my Lily down
To lay my Lily down
To lay my Lily down
To lay my Lily down
To lay my Lily down
