Tom Dooley Lyrics
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.
I met her on the mountain,
There I took her life;
I killed her on the mountain,
Stabbed 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.
This time tomorrow,
They'll be hanging me;
If it wasn't for sheriff Grayson,
I'd 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.
This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I'll be;
Down in some lonesome valley,
Hangin' from a white oak tree.
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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.
Poor boy, you're bound to die...
