What a Waste of Good Corn Likker

—Keller Williams

I have lost my blue-eyed darling,
Now I sit with a broken heart
By my cabin in the Carolina hills
Oh I loved a shiner's daughter
Loved her true with all my heart
Till she fell into her pappy's liquor still

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Oh what a waste of good corn liquor
From the still they pulled the plug
All the revenuers snickered 'cause she melted in the liquor
And they had to bury poor Lilly by the jug

Cousin Cale upon the Jew's harp
Played a mighty mournful tune
Kinfolks bowed their heads and gathered round
Then I heard the parson sing
Drink me only with thine eyes
As we watch them pour poor
Lilly in the ground

Now I'm sitting in the twilight
Neath the weeping willow tree
The sun is slowly sinking in the west
And I'm clasping to my bosom
A little jug of Lilly Mae
With a broken heart I'm longing for the rest

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Chorus:

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