Tom Dooley

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.

Met her on the mountain, there I took her life.
Met 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, reckon where I'll be,
if it weren't for Greyson, I'd be 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 lonesam valley, hangin' from 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, Tom Dooley, hang down your head and cry.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley poor boy you're bound to die.

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