Tom Dooley P. 339

Throughout history... there've been many songs written about the eternal triangle. This one tells the story of a beautiful woman, a Mr. Grayson and a condemned man named Tom Dooley. When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley... must hang.

R.
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.

1.
I met her on the mountain,
There I took her life.
Met her on the mountain,
And stabbed her with my knife.

2.
This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I'll be.
If it hadn't been for Grayson,
I'd 've been in Tennessee.

3.
This time tomorrow,
Reckon where I'll be.
In some lonesome valley,
A-hanging from a white oak tree.