Tom Dooley Lyrics - Nick, Bob & John: The Final Concert - Kingston Trio

Throughout history there have 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 (ah-uh-eye) 

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 (well now, boy) 

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry 

Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah) 

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry 

Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah well now boy) 

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry 

Hang down your head and cry (ah poor boy, ah well-ah) 

Hang down (your head) your head (Dooley) and cry 

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 (ah-uh-eye) 

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley 

Poor boy, you're bound to die (ah well now boy) 

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley 

Hang down your head and cry (poor boy ah well uh) 

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