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 (ah-uh-eye)

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 (well now, boy)

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

Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah)

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

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

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

Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah)

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) 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 (ah-uh-eye)

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley

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

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley

Hang down your head and cry (poor boy ah well uh)

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