Tom Dooley - text
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
I met her on the mountain
and there I took her life
I met her on the mountain and stubbed her with my knife
and there I took her life
I met her on the mountain and stubbed her with my knife
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
This time tomorrow reckon, where I'll be.
If it hadn't been Fort Grason.
I'd've been in Tennessee.
If it hadn't been Fort Grason.
I'd've been in Tennessee.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
This time tomorrow reckon, where I'll be.
In some lonesome valley,
a hangin' on a white oak tree.
In some lonesome valley,
a hangin' on a white oak tree.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
poor boy you're bound to die.
