Tom Dooley - Johnny Rivers

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…