Kingston Trio - Tom Dooley
Tekst en muziek: Volksliedje
(1958)






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 wide 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









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