STEVE EARLE lyrics - Tom Dooley

(Traditional)



[Chorus:]

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

I said she'd be my wife

I met her on the mountain

Stabbed her with my knife



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I drug her to the river

As God Almighty knows

The man beside the water

Hid her shoes and clothes



I dug her grave a footlong

I dug it three foot deep

I threw the cold clay on her

Tramped it with my feet



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'Bout this time tomorrow

Reckon where I'll be

Down there in that holler

Hangin' from a tree



[Chorus 5x]