Give Me Cornbread When I'm Hungry

Give me cornbread when I'm hungry
Corn whiskey when I'm dry
Pretty women around me when I'm living
God and his angles when I die

If I had listen to my momma
I would not be here today
Drinking down and gambling
Wasting my whole life away

Once I had plenty of money
And friends in this world all around
Now my pocketbook is empty
Not a friend in this world can be found

At the bottom of the bottle
The lurking demons dwell
They'll waste away your body
Send your soul to hell

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
And watch this old rounder go down

Give me cornbread when I'm hungry
Corn whiskey when I'm dry
Pretty women around me when I'm living
God and his angles when I die