Tom Dooley

Throughout history

There have been many songs written about the eternal triangle

This next one tells the story of a Mr. Grayson

A beautiful woman, and a condemned man named Tom Dooley

When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley must hang

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

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

Hadn't have been for Grayson

I'da have been in Tennessee

Well now, boy

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley (Hang down your head and cry)

Hang down your head and cry (Poor boy, well)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley (Hang down your head and cry)

Poor boy, you're bound to die (Well now, boy)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley (Hang down your head and cry)

Hang down your head and cry (Poor boy, well)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley (Hang down your head and cry)

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

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

Well now, boy

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley

Hang down your head and cry (Poor boy, well)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley

Poor boy, you're bound to die

Poor boy, you're bound to die

Poor boy, you're bound to die

Poor boy, you're bound to die