the Kingston Trio-Tom Dooley lyrics

Tom Dooley   
 
  
    
 
  
  Artists: The Kingston Trio (peak  
 Billboard position # 1 in 1958)   
 
  
  Adapted from a folk song  
 by Trio member Dave Guard   
 
  
    
 
  
  SPOKEN INTRO.: 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   
 
  
    
 
  
  Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz   
 
  
  ronhontz@worldnet.att.net