Tom Dooley Lyrics

(Spoken recitation over musical accompaniment)
Throughout history, there have been many songs written
about the eternal triangle. This next one tells the story
of Mister Grayson, a beautiful woman, and a condemned man
named Tom Dooley. When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley
must hang.

Chorus:
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.

(Chorus)

This time tomorrow. Reckon where I'll be. Hadn't-a been
for Grayson, I'd-a been in Tennessee.

(Chorus)

This time tomorrow. Reckon where I'll be. Down in some
lonesome valley hangin' from a white oak tree.

(Chorus)

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