Tom Dooley

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[Chorus]
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Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry;
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You killed little Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die.


[Verse 1]
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You left her by the roadside Where you begged to be excused;
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You left her by the roadside, Then you hid her clothes and shoes.
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You dug the grave four feet long And you dug it three feet deep;
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You rolled the cold clay over her And tromped it with your feet.


[Chorus]
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Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry;
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You killed little Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die.


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[Verse 2]
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At this time to-morrow Where do you reckon I'll be?
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Away down yonder in the holler Hangin' on a white oak tree.
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I know they're gonna hang me, Tomorrow I'll be dead,
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Though I never even harmed a hair On poor little Laurie's head.


[Chorus]
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Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry;
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You killed little Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die.


[Verse 3]
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In this world and one more Then reckon where I'll be;
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If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson, I'd be in Tennesee.
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I know they're gonna hang me, Tomorrow I'll be dead,
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Though I never even harmed a hair On poor little Laurie's head.


[Chorus]
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Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry;
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You killed little Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die.


[Verse 4]
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You can take down my old violin And play it all you please
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At this time tomorrow It’ll be no use to me


[Chorus]
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Hang your head, Tom Dooley, Hang your head and cry;
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You killed little Laurie Foster, And you know you're bound to die.