Tom Dooley
Kingston Trio
Intro: Throughout history, there've 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 a-been for Grayson, I'd a-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, 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. 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. Poor boy, you're bound to die; Poor boy you're bound to die; Poor boy, you're bound to die...none.
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