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
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