Steve Earle - Tom Dooley

 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.

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I met her on the mountain, I said she'd be my wife,
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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


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By this time tomorrow, reckon where I'll be,
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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