Acapella 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. E B I met her on the mountain, I said she'd be my wife, B E Met her on the mountain, stabbed her with my knife. E Hang down your head Tom Dooley, hang down your head and cry E Hang down your head Tom Dooley, poor boy you're bound to die. I drug her to the river as god almighty knows, And there beside the water I hid her shoes and clothes. I dug a grave four foot long I dug it three foot deep I through the cold clay on her I tramped it with my feet 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. Solo E B By this time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be, B E Down there in that hallow, hangin' from a 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. Repeat chorus 5x