Текст песни Tom Dooley - The 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 name 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
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Hadn't ha' been for Greyson
I'd been in Tennessee
Well now boy

Hang down your head and cry (Tom Dooley)
Hang down your head and cry (Poor boy)
Well a, hang down your head and cry (Tom Dooley)
Poor boy, you're bound to die

Hang down your head and cry (Tom Dooley)
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head and cry (Tom Dooley)
Poor boy, you're bound to die

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome valley
Hanging from a white oak 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
Well now boy

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