Tom Dooley Songtext
von The Kingston Trio
Tom Dooley Songtext
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,
If it hadn't have been for Grayson
I'd have been in Tennesse"
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
Hanging 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 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,
If it hadn't have been for Grayson
I'd have been in Tennesse"
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
Hanging 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
Writer(s): Jacques Plante, Henri Leon Decker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com