文本歌词

There have been many songs
Written about the eternal triangle
This next one tells the history
Of Mr Grayson a beautiful woman
And a condermed 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
Stabed her with my knife
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
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Hadn't it been for Grayson
I'd been in Tennesse
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
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
This time tomorrow reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging on a whited oke 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
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
Poor boy you're bound to die
Poor boy you're bound to die
Poor boy you're bound to die